Fan Fic and More

Posted: **Thu May 23, 2002 4:04 am**

<img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> OUTSTANDING PART!!! So the gang are all together again, but will they be able to convince Liz that she is who they say she is and that Max loves her??? Poor Max to finally have Liz again and she doesn't even recognise him <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry">  MORE! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> <center>******************************</center><center>THE UK 'ORBIT' HAS LANDED!!!<img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/otn/ ... r>ZARA ISABEL MARCH 8TH 2002</center><center>ZAN IS DA MAN<center>Hoo= PIC!!Blue= Cyber Mum</center><center>If evolution works, why do mums only have two hands???</center>

Posted: **Thu May 23, 2002 11:36 am**

ironysucks, I just saw the preview for MIB II before I wrote that part...I guess it weaved its way into my story subconsciously. <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> Thanks for all the great feedback you guys! It's been a tough week for me...I got laid off last week. I'm glad to know that you're reading this story. Wish me luck on my search for a new job...but the good news is now I'll have more time for writing. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> Hope you enjoy this next part...it took me forever to finish. Part 10~ An hour later Max pulls the car onto a dirt road in the country somewhere and Liz sees that they’re driving toward what looks like an abandoned barn in the middle of a field. He pulls up front and gets out to open the barn door before getting back in and driving inside. He turns the car off and gets out to shut the barn door as everyone gets out of the car. Liz looks around the barn, her arms hugging herself, as Max opens the trunk and unloads the contents. Isabel and the other man are hugging and kissing…whispering to each other. She turns and watches as Max lights a kerosene lamp and sets it on the trunk of the car and she looks down to see a pile of rolled up sleeping bags at his feet, guessing that means they’re sleeping here tonight. Looking over at Isabel, she sees her wrapped up in the other guy’s arms and she guesses that he must be her boyfriend. She feels eyes on her as she turns her head and sees shield guy staring at her…Max…his name is Max, she needs to remember that. She feels drawn to him in a strange way and the warmth she felt yesterday stirs once again in her. It coils out from her chest and down her arms and legs…she can’t pull her eyes away from him and she feels like her entire body is humming. Isabel said she was going to marry this guy…before she was taken. Is it true? By the look on his face, she can tell he’s in pain…that he wants her to remember him. But she can’t. Isabel walks over to Max and hugs him, saying, “Thank God you found us, Max. I’m so happy to see you.” He hugs her back, not saying anything as they hear a car approaching outside. Max pulls away from Isabel and goes to the door, looking out through the crack. As the car gets closer, Max opens the door for them and they pull in before he closes the door behind them. Maria is the first one out of the car and she runs over to Liz, grabbing her and pulling her close for a hug. “Oh God, Liz…I missed you so much!” Isabel watches as Liz stiffens and struggles to push Maria away. “Maria…Maria!” she yells at her to get her attention. Maria backs away, confused at why Liz is pushing her away and looks over at Isabel. Isabel walks to Maria and gently pulls her away from Liz, giving an apologetic look to Liz before saying, “She doesn’t know who you are…give her some space.” “She doesn’t know who I am?!” Maria exclaims. “What do you mean she doesn’t know who I am?!” she looks over at Liz and sees the look on her face…a mixture of anger and fear. “She doesn’t know who  any of us are…she doesn’t know who  she is.” Isabel tells her. Michael and Jim walk over to Max, glancing over at Liz as they help unload the second car’s trunk. Maria stares at Liz for a few moments and takes in her appearance before turning to Max. “Max…aren’t you gonna fix her?!” Liz looks over at Max and wonders what ‘fixing her’ would entail. Suddenly, she’s not too sure she should be here with these people. They could be more dangerous than the people she just escaped from. They got her out of there, but who knows where they were taking her? She looks at Isabel and says, “Look, I’m really grateful that you all got me out of there…and I…I don’t know who you people are. But I don’t think I wanna know. So…um…I think I should just…go…and um…yah.” She’s slowly inching her way toward the door. They all stare at her…afraid to make any sudden movements and scare her when the door bursts open and Kyle walks in. They all jump and look toward him. “Jesus, Kyle!” Michael yells at him. “You scared the shit out of us.” “Sorry. But I need to pull the bike in.” He turns and walks the motorcycle he rode there into the barn before turning to close the door. From the corner, Liz watches Kyle rush over to Isabel and hug her. She sees Isabel look in her direction and nod her head toward her. Kyle stands back and looks over at Liz, his eyes going wide and his mouth dropping open in shock. Liz cowers further into the corner as Kyle walks slowly over to her. She hears Isabel saying something to him but he doesn’t stop. “Liz…thank God you’re ok.” He says to her as he approaches. When he moves to touch her arm, she doesn’t flinch away and he says, “Liz?” “Kyle? I…I know you.” she says, confused…remembering his voice as the one that talked through the wall to her. Everyone stares at them, shocked, as jealousy knifes through Max. She remembers Kyle and not him. “Of course you know me.” He smiles, confused at her response at seeing him. “You’re the one who talked to me…through the wall.” She says quietly. Thoroughly confused and hit with a sudden realization, Kyle says, “You don’t know who I am, do you?” His shoulders sag at the knowledge and his hand drops from her arm. She shakes her head and she sinks to the floor, bringing her knees to her chin and wrapping her arms around them. Her tears come quickly and she starts rocking herself back and forth as she cries. All these people know who she is. Shouldn’t she know? Why can’t she remember? What’s wrong with her? Kyle backs away from her as Maria comes up to him and grabs onto his arm. They all watch helplessly as Liz rocks herself on the ground and her head comes up to look at Isabel. “Isabel?” she cries. Isabel rushes over to her and kneels on the ground beside her as Liz looks at her with big, brown eyes and asks, “Why don’t I know who I am?” as she sobs harder and buries her head in her knees. Tentatively, Isabel reaches out and puts her arm around Liz…not knowing how she’ll react to her touch. When she feels Liz lean into her, she wraps both arms around her and whispers, “Shhhh…we’ll figure it out. It’ll be ok…we’ll figure it out.” and Isabel gently rocks Liz back and forth as she runs her hand down her hair. Max watches helplessly, as his sister comforts Liz. He had been so scared that she was gonna run for it before Kyle showed up. Now that it looks like he doesn’t have to worry about that, he notices that Michael is saying something to him. “…get some sleep…and change our appearance...cars.” “What?” Max turns to him, trying to concentrate on what Michael’s saying. “We should get some sleep, Max. We need to get up early and change our appearance and the cars.” Michael repeats himself. “Right.” Max says as he bends down to grab the sleeping bags. He throws two over to Jesse and one to Kyle, Jim, Maria and Michael. Jim walks over to Max and quietly pulls him aside. “Do you know what’s wrong with her, Max?” Max looks over at Liz and Isabel and slowly shakes his head. “No.” “She looks worse than Isabel and Kyle…do you think you can, you know, help her?” Jim asks. “I don’t know. I can heal her physically…but I don’t know about her memory. And right now, I doubt I could get close enough to do  anything.” Jim notices the devastated look on Max’s face and puts a hand on his back. “It’ll be alright…we’ll figure it out when we’re on the road.” He walks back over to Kyle and they whisper quietly together. Everyone numbly moves to unroll their sleeping bags…silence falling over the barn like a blanket…as Isabel looks up. She looks over at Liz and says, “We need to sleep for a while…ok?” She runs her hand over Liz’s hair and bends down to look at her face. “It’ll be ok…you’re safe with us. We all love you, and we’ll figure out why you can’t remember, I promise.” Liz nods her head and sniffles, letting Isabel pull her up and lead her over to where Jesse is. “Max, throw me another bag.” Isabel asks him when she sees that Jesse has already unrolled both of theirs. Max looks at Liz sadly before reaching for a bag and tossing it to Jesse. He unrolls his bag in front of the door…he’ll be able to keep an eye out for anyone coming…and moves to turn the light of the lamp down low. As everyone gets settled, Max climbs into his bag and watches as Jesse unrolls the sleeping bag for Liz next to Isabel’s and she gets in. He stares up at the rafters, watching the flicker of the lamp light play in the shadows. A few feet away, Maria watches Liz get in her sleeping bag and Isabel whispers something to her before she closes her eyes. Michael zipped their bags together and she lies on her side with Michael’s arms around her. Sensing what Maria’s thinking about, Michael leans in and whispers in her ear. “I’m sure Max can heal her…it’ll be ok.” She nods, not taking her eyes off of Liz…as they drift closed and she falls asleep. Liz wakes up slowly, aware of voices around her. She cracks open her eyes and it takes her a few moments to register where she’s at. Daylight is streaming through the cracks in the walls and she shifts to lie on her back…opening her eyes fully when she sees Max sitting on a bale of hay a few feet away…watching her. She sits up slowly, bringing her hand to the recent incision on her side and wincing…her eyes fall to the cup that he’s holding in his hands. “Coffee…reheated…but it’s ok. Want some?” He asks her, desperate to check her over…find out what’s in pain and heal every mark on her body…but knowing she probably won’t let him near her. She considers his offer, looking from him to the cup. “Do I like coffee?” He looks at her for a moment…then smiles slightly as he stands up and walks away…returning with another cup. He sets it down on the ground next to her and says, “Yah. You like coffee.” She watches as he sits back down and she picks the cup up and takes a tentative sip of the hot liquid. Deciding that she does indeed like coffee, she takes a longer drink and looks up at Max. “You’re right.” Max watches her as she looks around and a look of shock and confusion crosses her face…the cup freezing in place on the way to her lips. She looks back to him as he says, “We have to change how we look.” He tells her, knowing that she’s looking at the others, wondering why they all have different hair. “Oh.” She says as she looks at the cars. They’re both different colors than they were last night. She looks back over at Isabel…who now has long, red curly hair. She sees that the other girl has long, straight brown hair now, instead of the short red hair she had last night. When Isabel sees that Liz is awake, she walks over and sits next to her on the ground, glancing up at Max before looking at Liz. “Hey. Did you sleep ok?” Liz nods her head and takes another sip of her coffee. She looks at her hair and says, “You look different.” Isabel smiles and says, “That’s the idea.” As Liz continues to look at Isabel’s hair, she absently brings her hand to her hair and pulls it around to look at it…frowning when she sees how awful it looks. Looking back at Isabel, she asks hopefully, “Can you change mine?” Isabel’s smile gets bigger and she says, “Yup. How do you want it?” Liz looks down at her matted hair, then up to Max…suddenly embarrassed at how she’s sure she looks. Her cheeks flaming, she looks at Isabel and asks, “How did it used to look?” Isabel looks over at Max to see that he’s looking down in his cup sadly. She turns back to Liz and says, “You have beautiful hair…I was always so jealous.” She smiles and waves her hand over Liz’s head. Leaning back and grabbing a makeup compact out of her bag, she opens it and turns it toward Liz. Taking the mirror from Isabel, Liz stares in shock as she turns the mirror every which way to see all of herself. The first thing she sees is the tired looking, sick eyes looking back at her and her dry, cracked lips. Then she sees shiny, straight brown hair cascading over her shoulders. Dropping the mirror, she looks down and grabs a hand full of her hair and says, “Wow…it’s soft.” as she looks up at Isabel’s smiling face. She looks over and sees Max watching her in longing. The look on his face stirs something in her…something familiar and she knits her brows together…it’s almost like she can feel what he’s feeling. He swallows and quickly looks away, misreading the way she was looking at him. “We’ll have to change it.” Isabel gets Liz’s attention. “To another color, maybe.” Liz looks back at Isabel and nods. “Whatever you think is best.” Isabel waves her hand over her hair again and changes it to a light blonde with waves in it before handing the mirror back to Liz. She looks at her new reflection and notices that not only is she blonde now, her hair is now up to her shoulders. “Can you fix my face, too?” she looks back at Isabel. Nodding, Isabel waves her hand over Liz’s face as she looks in the mirror. Magically, her skin glows healthily and the dark circles disappear from around her eyes. She looks at her lips and sees that they’re no longer cracked but a healthy pink color. Looking up she says, “Thanks.” and smiles slightly. “No problem.” Isabel smiles back before standing up. “Come on…there are some clothes over here for you.” She grabs Liz’s hand and helps her up. Liz glances over at Max as Isabel leads her away and she says, “Thanks for the coffee.” He watches her go and stands up, going to help Jesse and Michael load up the cars. As Liz changes into jeans and a t-shirt in the back of the barn she asks Isabel, “So, who’s the guy with the dark hair…the one that you slept next to?” Isabel smiles and says, “That’s Jesse…my husband.” “Your husband?!” Liz says in shock. At Isabel’s look she adds, “I mean…I didn’t think you looked old enough to be married.” Laughing, Isabel says, “I’ll take that as a compliment.” Then she adds, “I should introduce you to everyone else…so you know their names. Is that ok?” Stepping out from behind the stacked bales of hay, Liz says, “Yah.” and follows Isabel to the group of people gathered around the cars. As the approach them, Liz sees everyone looking at her closely…noticing her hair and clothes. She looks down at the ground in embarrassment as Isabel leads her closer. Isabel walks up next to Kyle and says, “Ok…you know Kyle…from last night?” At Liz’s nod she continues, “He was there with us…they let him go the night before last.” Liz looks at Kyle and asks, “Why?” He shrugs and says, “I don’t know…I guess because I’m human.” Her eyes open wide in surprise and she smiles at him. “Yah…what else would you be?” He looks at her in confusion and glances around at everyone else’s confused looks. “Um…right. I don’t know.” Isabel shifts her eyes…not expecting that and continues, moving to stand next to Michael. “Anyway, this is Michael.” Liz repeats his name to herself and nods at Isabel to continue. “And this is Maria…your best friend.” Liz looks at Maria a few moments before saying quietly, “Maria…my best friend.” as she nods, signaling Isabel to move on. Isabel move next to Jim and says, “This is Jim…Kyle’s father.” “Jim, Kyle’s father.” Liz repeats as she looks at him then back to Isabel. Isabel stands by Jesse. “This is Jesse…my husband.” Liz looks at Jesse and the way Isabel puts her hand on his chest. “Jesse…Isabel’s husband.” She repeats quietly before her gaze moves to Max. “And Max…my…fiancé?” she looks to Isabel for confirmation. She sees Isabel nod slowly at her as she turns back to look at Max. She loses herself in his eyes for a moment before she shakes her head and snaps out of it. She glances around at everyone and says, “So…do I know an Alex?” knitting her brows together in confusion. Not understanding the look of shock on everyone’s face, she looks to Isabel for an answer and sees tears in her eyes and she stands closer to Jesse as he pulls her close. “You remember Alex?” Maria says softly. Looking at Maria, Liz says, “No, not exactly…I dreamt about him…last night. He seemed to know all of you…he told me that I could trust you, that you would help me. It was weird…I remember the whole dream.” No one answers her and when she can’t stand the silence anymore, she looks at Max and asks, “What? Is it something I said?” He shakes his head and says, “Alex…Alex is dead. He was your best friend…you, Maria and Alex…you were best friends. He died a year and a half ago.” “Oh.” She says softly, looking down to the ground, then back up to Maria. “I’m sorry.” Maria shakes her head and says, “It’s ok…I…I was just surprised when you said his name.” Liz looks at Maria sadly as Max says, “We should go.” Jim steps forward and says, “Kyle, Michael and Maria…you can ride with me. The rest of you with Max.” he turns to Max and says, “We’ll meet at the next checkpoint in…9 hours?” he looks up from his watch, back to Max. Max nods and moves to open the barn door as Maria says, “I wanna ride with Liz.” as she looks over at Liz, then Isabel. Isabel nods at Maria and asks Liz, “Is that ok?” When she sees Liz panic slightly and look between Maria and herself, Isabel adds, “I’ll be there tonight…when we stop. It’ll be ok.” with a reassuring smile. Liz nods and looks over at Maria and Michael. “Ok.” After both cars pull out of the barn, Max gets out of the car and walks back inside, waving his hand over the motorcycle…aging and rusting it to make it look like it’s been there for a while. He takes one last look around to make sure they didn’t leave anything and shuffles his feet over the hay, erasing any evidence that there were cars in there. Closing the barn door, Max gets back in the car and they drive back to the road…both cars turning in opposite directions. ~TBC~ </center><center>You're going to be the death of me. Obi Wan Kenobi to Anakin Skywalker Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

Posted: **Thu May 23, 2002 11:57 am**

Poor Liz, this is like major culture shock for her. SHe has so much to learn about! <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color><center>Xander: I happen to be very biteable pal. I'm moist and delicious. Spike: alright, yeah fine you're a nummy treat.</color> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Great love is wild and passionate and dangerous... it burns and consumes</center><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ...

Posted: **Thu May 23, 2002 12:12 pm**

<img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /frown.gif ALT=":("> I want LIz to remember..at least Max! This is incredible Angel! <center>*************<center>Roswell on Sci-Fi in 2003.<center>Got it?<CENTER>Get it?<CENTER>Good!<center><center>Hell hath no fury, like a Wiccan scorned.

Posted: **Thu May 23, 2002 1:08 pm**

Hmm, can we bottle the Isabel treatment? 'cause I could sure use it and it'd have to be cheaper than what I waste on dye every month. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> Angel13, wonderful as usual. Personal note- I don't know what you do for your chosen career, but if it's not writing in some form, it should be. And if it is, then you won't be laid off for long. Good things are just around the corner. (((Hugs))) and well wishes, Amanda

Posted: **Fri May 24, 2002 1:15 pm**

Part 11~ After over two hours of silence, Liz turns to the backseat to Maria and Michael and asks, “Are you guys married?” Michael chokes on the sip of soda he was taking and spits some out…coughing as it goes town the wrong way. “Oh my God, no!” Maria laughs…slapping Michael on the back. Looking embarrassed, Liz says, “Oh…I was just wondering…you know…I was surprised when Isabel told me she was married.” “Yah, well…we were all surprised at that one.” Maria smiles at her. “You were her maid of honor.” Liz opens her eyes in surprise. “Really?” Maria nods and says, “Yah…that was about your same reaction when she asked you then, too.” Shaking her head in confusion, Liz turns around in her seat and looks back out the windshield before thinking of something else and turning back around. “How old am I?” “18…you’ll be 19 in April…April 20th.” Maria tells her. Turning around in her seat, Liz whispers to herself, “18?” She looks over at Max and inspects his profile as he drives. She was gonna get married at 18? To him? Not that she should complain…he’s not exactly bad to look at. But 18? She looks from his eyes, down his nose and to his lips. She’s so caught up in her perusal that she’s surprised when she looks back up at his eyes and sees them looking back at her. Blushing furiously, she turns back to look out the windshield, glancing back over at him and tucking her hair behind her ear. “I…I’m sorry.” Thoroughly embarrassed, Liz looks out the passenger window. Another silence descends upon the car before Liz breaks it again. “So what’s the plan? Where are we going? Are we going home…to where I live? Roswell…right?” She glances over at Max shyly before looking back out the window. “We’re driving to Kentucky today…the western edge. We’ll meet up with the others tonight and tomorrow we’ll switch cars and drive to Dallas…then on to Roswell. The original plan was to only stay there a couple of days…my parents want to see Isabel…and…your parents…” he glances over at her quickly before continuing, “I think we need to talk when we stop tonight…decide what to do…about your memory.” “So…what was the plan after Roswell?” She asks. “We have to disappear…it’s not safe in Roswell…for anyone.” He tells her. She thinks about what he’s saying and what it means for her. She barely knows these people and she’s supposed to disappear with them…run off to who knows where for the rest of her life? “What if I don’t want to go with you? Would you let me go…on my own?” She asks as she looks out the passenger window, wondering how free she really is. Max wasn’t expecting that and his eyes dart to Maria’s panicked ones in the rearview mirror. He looks over at Liz for moment and says, “If that’s what you want…when the time comes, you’re free to do what you want. You just can’t stay in Roswell…they’ll be looking for you there.” He swallows and tightens his grip on the steering wheel. She can hear the anguish in his voice and she turns to him. “I’m not saying that’s what I’ll do…I was just wondering.” He just nods, keeping his eyes on the road. She can’t leave him…not now…not when he just got her back. His heart is beating rapidly, adrenaline pumping through him. He feels full fledge panic setting in and he gets off the highway at the next exit. “We need gas.” He tells everyone…looking evilly at the betraying half full gauge. As they pull into the gas station, Max turns off the car and tells everyone to get what they need as he gets out. Michael and Maria climb out of the backseat and stretch. “Do you wanna go inside?” Maria asks Liz as Michael walks toward the mini mart. Nodding her head, Liz glances back at Max as he fills the car with gas and turns to follow Maria inside. As she wanders down the isles, she feels guilty about what she said to Max. Thinking back, she realizes it probably wasn’t the best thing to ask him. She feels…deep anguish and sadness…and it’s not coming from her. For some reason, she knows it’s what Max is feeling, and she’s confused about how she knows that…or why she’s feeling it at all. Maria walks up to her and asks, “See anything you want?” Shaking her head, Liz looks over the selection of snacks…not recognizing anything. “I…I don’t know.” Maria leans over and grabs a package of Oreos…handing them to Liz. “These are your favorite.” She smiles as she walks over and grabs two cans of Cherry Coke from the cooler. As they meet back up at the cash register, Michael dumps his selections on the counter and motions for Maria and Liz to do the same. After he pays for it all, they walk outside and Liz tells Maria she’s going around to the bathroom. As she looks at her reflection in the dirty, distorted mirror above the sink, Liz contemplates what is going on…what’s happening to her. She feels jumpy and anxious…she has so many questions floating through her mind but she doesn’t know where to start in getting answers. When Liz walks back out to the car, she sees Maria, Michael and Max standing together talking. Apparently talking about her because they stop as soon as they see her and they all get back in the car. As Max pulls back out on the highway, Maria hands Liz her package of Oreos and one of the cans of Cherry Coke, handing the other one to Max. Liz turns her head and watches as Michael passes Max a small bottle of some sort of red sauce and Max pours some in his open pop before passing the bottle back. She watches, curious, as he raises the can to his lips and takes a long drink from it. She looks down at the can she’s holding and wonders if she’s supposed to put something in it. She turns to Max and asks, “Am I supposed to put something in here? Like you?” She holds her can up to him in question. “Oh…uh…” Max looks down at his pop, realizing she saw him put Tabasco in it. “No…I just like something extra…you usually just drink it plain.” He hopes that it’s a good enough explanation. She just shrugs her shoulders and says, “Ok.” During the next two hours, Liz asks Maria questions…slowly feeling more comfortable talking to her. Max doesn’t say much and Liz wonders if he’s usually this quiet. After Maria tells her about the Crashdown and stories about the two of them working together, Liz asks, “Do my parents know…that I’m…different?” The car goes silent when everyone looks at her, then away. When she immediately doesn’t get an answer, she continues. “Isabel said that her and Max were like me…are you guys? What about Kyle and his Dad and Jesse?” She looks at each of them, waiting for some kind of answer. Finally, Max says, “Your parents don’t know.” Nodding, she looks at him, waiting for more. “I mean, I know you and Isabel are like me…she…she did that thing with my hair, and my face. And you…I saw you with that shield thing.” She says as she holds her palm out, mimicking what he did during their escape. Turning to Maria she asks, “What about you…and Michael.” She looks over at Michael, who’s looking at her funny. She sighs, frustrated at their lack of response and looks back at Max. “Do you know what it is? I…I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about it and I can’t figure out what it is. How do we do those things? Where does it come from? I can move things with my mind…and there’s this…energy, like electricity…that shoots out of my hands. I’m not really sure what it does, but…” “We’re aliens.” Michael blurts out from the backseat. Maria smacks him upside the head and says, “Michael!” “Jesus, Michael…nice.” Max rolls his eyes and looks over at Liz. Liz has turned in her seat to look at Michael…her wide eyed gaze moving to Max. “What?” She laughs in disbelief. She looks back at Michael and says, “You’re not serious?” He just looks back at her and shrugs his shoulders. “I…I’m not an a…alien.” She says, looking back at Max. Sighing loudly, Maria says, “No, you’re not an alien.” And she smacks Michael again on the head. She looks back at Max as he says, “It’s…it’s complicated. Can we talk about this when we stop tonight?” She nods her head and sits facing forward in her seat again. Her mind is swirling with unanswered questions, and she knows that these people have the answers. Michael had to be joking…even she knows there’s no such thing as aliens. She may not know what her favorite snack food is but she  does know that aliens don’t really exist. They make two more stops before finally pulling into a roadside motel in Kentucky. As Michael gets rooms for everyone, Max talks to Valenti on his cell phone, confirming where they are. He ends his call and meets them in front of the motel office. “The others should be here within a half hour.” Michael walks out carrying a handful of keys. “I think we took every room they have.” He hands a key to Max and another one to Liz. “Come on…let’s get the bags from the car.” And he turns to walk toward the car. Fifteen minutes later, Liz is sitting on the edge of the bed in her room…staring at the blank TV. Maria said she was going to take a shower and Michael disappeared inside Max’s room. So here she sits…waiting for the others to get here. She looks at the clock next to the bed and sees that it’s only 8:30. She hears her stomach growl and tries to remember the last thing she ate before the package of Oreos in the car. As she continues to stare at the TV she hears a knock at the door and stands up to answer it. Maria’s on the other side and she walks in carrying a small bag. “I brought some things for you…shampoo, conditioner, soap, a razor, toothbrush, toothpaste…” She hands it to Liz. “And I have some pajamas for you, too.” She puts the stack of clothes on the bed. She stands back and says, “Come on over when you’re finished…if you want…it’s still early. Unless you want to go to bed.” nervously biting her lip, hoping Liz feels more comfortable with her after the ride today. Liz smiles at her and says, “Yah…thanks…for bringing all this.” as she holds the bag up. “I’ll be over when I’m done.” Smiling, Maria says, “Great. If you need anything, call 126, that’s my room.” And she turns to leave Liz alone. Once she’s alone, Liz opens the bag and looks inside at the contents…trying to remember a time that she showered by herself. All she can remember is being drugged as a nurse roughly scrubbed her down in a large shower. She holds up the razor and vaguely remembers that she should shave something with it. She remembers that conditioner comes after shampoo, though. Maybe it’ll all come back to her once she’s in the shower. Feeling confused…and hungry…she sets the bag on the bed next to the stack of clothes and looks at it. She feels so helpless and struggles to remember basic things she must have done on her own…before. She picks the bag back up and pulls out one of the plastic bottles inside. She holds it up and sees that it’s Shower Gel. Furrowing her brow, she tries to remember what you use Shower Gel for. The answer escapes her as she throws it down on the bed. She looks over to the phone and thinks about calling Maria. She’s embarrassed, though, and wonders if Maria will think she’s a freak because she doesn’t know how to shower herself. After debating with herself for another few minutes, she picks up the phone and dials 126. It rings 6 times and she hangs up when no one answers. She thinks she must be dialing the phone wrong and she tries again…no answer. She can hear the phone ringing through the thin walls, so she knows she’s doing it right. Maria must be in Max’s room. Picking the phone up again, she dials 127 and Max picks it up on the first ring. “Hello?” “Um…Max?” She asks, hesitantly. “Liz? Are you alright?” “Yah…um…is Maria there?” “Sure…hold on.” She hears his voice, muffled as the phone is passed to Maria. “Liz? Do you need something?” Maria asks, concerned. Pausing for a moment, Liz says, “Yah…um…I think I need your help. I’m not sure what to use this stuff…I…I don’t know what to do with it.” She cringes at the helpless tone of her own voice. “Oh, sweetie…I didn’t even think…I’m so sorry. I’ll be right there.” And she hangs up…seeing the concerned look on Max’s face. “She…uh…doesn’t remember…how to take a shower.” She says sadly, seeing the pained look cross over Max’s face. “When the others get here, someone needs to get some food.” She says on her way out the door. When Liz lets her into her room, Maria’s heart goes out to her when she sees how devastated Liz looks. “It’s ok…we’ll get you all fixed up. I’m your best friend…there’s no reason to be embarrassed.” She says as she gathers up the shower things from the bed and guides Liz to the bathroom. Maria turns and pulls the shower curtain aside and turns the water on to warm up. Turning to Liz, she says, “Ok, let’s get your teeth brushed.” She picks up the toothbrush and squeezes some toothpaste on it, running it under the water in the sink before handing it to Liz. Maria smiles and nods encouragingly as Liz slowly brushes her own teeth. It feels weird to her to do it herself and she does it slowly, watching herself in the mirror. When she spits out the toothpaste, Maria hands her a cup of water and says, “Swish and spit.” Liz laughs sarcastically and says, “Well, I managed to brush my own teeth…rah rah.” Smiling, Maria says, “Ok, shower time. I’ll stay in here…ok?” Liz nods as she undresses and Maria cringes as she sees the myriad of scars on her body. Looking away, she doesn’t want Liz to see the look on her face. Once Liz steps over the tub ledge into the shower, Maria grabs the bottle of shampoo and tells Liz to get her hair wet. She hands the shampoo to Liz and says, “Squeeze some out in your hand and run it over your hair.” Liz does what she says and hands the bottle back to Maria as she smears the shampoo on her hair. “Ok, now do this.” Maria makes a shampooing motion on her own head as Liz copies her movements. After her hair is good and sudsy, Maria says, “Ok, turn around and tip your head back under the water and squeeze the shampoo out. When Liz is done, they repeat the process with the conditioner. Maria hesitantly holds up the razor to show Liz and says, “Be careful…this is sharp. Just use it this way.” And she demonstrates on herself before handing it to Liz. Liz nods and takes the razor, lifting her arm up and looking at the hair there. She slowly drags the razor up and pulls it away, rinsing it off in the water when Maria tells her to. Eventually, she gets both underarms done and smiles at Maria triumphantly as she hands the razor back to her. “You shave your legs with it, too…but we’ll worry about that later. No one’s gonna see them anyway.” Maria says as she hands Liz the bottle of soap. “Here, squeeze some of this out and rub your hands together until it’s sudsy.” Liz does as she says and rubs her hands over her body. She looks at Maria for a sign that she’s doing it right and Maria nods and says, “Make sure you get it everywhere.” When she’s done, she rinses off and Maria leans over to turn off the water. Helping Liz out of the tub, she hands her a towel for Liz to dry off with and she helps her wrap it around her body, showing her how to tuck in the ends so it stays up. She takes another towel and tells Liz to bend at the waist. She guides Liz’s hands as she shows her how to wrap the towel around her head and twist it around on her head when she stands up. They stand in front of the sink and Maria says, “The hard part’s over…let’s just wash your face and put on some deodorant, then you’ll be good to go.” She turns on the faucet and hands Liz a small bar of facial soap, motioning for her to rub it in between her hands. “Be careful not to get this in your eyes…just wash your cheeks, forehead, nose and chin, then lean over here and splash some water on your face to rinse off.” When she’s done, Maria turns the water off and hands her a small towel to dry her face and picks up the deodorant. She shows Liz how to put it on and hands it to her. When they’re done, Maria turns to Liz and smiles. “See…easy as pie. You did good.” Tears pool in Liz’s eyes as she says, “Thank you…Maria.” Maria’s chin quivers as she says, “You’re welcome.” and reaches up to tuck back the end of the towel wrapped around Liz’s head. “Now…you get dressed and come on over to Max’s room when you’re ready. There should be food there by then.” Liz’s eyes brighten at the mention of food and Maria laughs. “I know…I’m starved.” She walks toward the door and says, “See you in few, chica.” and walks out of the room. Liz stares at the door, frozen by Maria’s parting words. She remembers hearing that before…she remembers those exact words, coming from Maria at another time…another place. But it escapes her as she walks toward the bed and gets dressed. When Maria walks back in Max’s room, she sees that the others are there. Max notices her red eyes and asks, “Is Liz alright?” She sniffles and says with a smile, “Yah…we just had a bonding moment, that’s all.” Michael looks up and asks, “Did that bonding moment happen with both of you in the shower?” She shoots a look at Michael and rolls her eyes as she turns to the others. “Do we have food yet?” Isabel tells her that Jim left to go get some pizza from a place they passed down the street as Max sits on the bed with a map spread out in front of him. “How’s Liz?” Isabel asks, having heard from Max and Michael about the shower. “She’s good.” Maria tells her. “So…do we get new hair tomorrow?” She asks as she sits in a chair by the TV. Michael looks at her and says, “Yah…and new cars. Three tomorrow.” Maria flips on the TV and turns it to CNN. She absently watches the reporter talk about conflict in the Middle East as she thinks about the next few days. A few minutes later, Liz knocks on the door and Maria gets up to let her in just as Jim pulls up and walks in with three boxes of pizza. Everyone attacks the pizza and Liz feels everyone’s eyes on her, making her self conscious. She nervously tucks her hair behind her ear and looks over at Max, quickly looking away when she sees him looking at her. After her third slice of pizza, Liz leans back in her chair and says, “Wow…that was good.” Kyle agrees and says, “I think I’m only going to eat pizza for the rest of my life.” When they finish eating, Isabel stands up and says, “We’re going to bed…we’ll see you in the morning.” And she smiles as she pulls Jesse toward the door. Looking at Liz, she asks, “You’ll be ok by yourself?” Liz nods at her and smiles back as she drags Jesse out of the room. Max looks at Jim and Michael and says, “We need to go dump those cars and get three new ones before we crash. You ready to go now?” They nod and stand up as Max tells Maria, Kyle and Liz, “We’ll be back soon.” After they leave, Liz yawns and stands up. “I’m really tired…I think I’m gonna go to bed. Is that ok?” Maria stands up and says, “Of course…it’s been a long day. Will you be ok alone? I can sleep in the other bed if you want.” “No…that’s ok. I’ll be fine by myself…thanks.” Liz says as she looks over to find Kyle looking at her. “I know everyone wants to talk, but I think I’m talked out for the day.” Kyle smiles and says, “Understandable…you  did ride all day in a car with Maria.” Maria gives him a look of indignation before turning to Liz. “That’s ok. We can talk when we get to Dallas tomorrow.” Liz smiles and opens the door. “Ok…I’ll see you tomorrow.” “Good night, Liz.” They both say as she walks out. A couple of hours later, Liz finds herself hypnotized by the TV. She had every intention of coming back and going to sleep, but she turned the TV on and saw a show called Gilligan’s Island and she’s been watching it ever since. The announcer said that they’re having some kind of marathon and Liz has been sitting on her bed laughing at the antics of Gilligan and the castaways. This is the funniest thing she’s ever seen. She hears a soft knocking at the door and walks to it, unable to tear her eyes away from the TV. She opens it and turns, still smiling, to see Max standing there. “Max.” she says, surprised. “Hey…did I wake you up? I heard the TV and thought you might be awake.” She moves aside, letting him in and says, “No…I’ve been watching this.” She smiles as she looks back at the TV. Max sees what’s on and watches as Liz laughs at Gilligan and the Skipper. He smiles and says, “You know, that thing will turn your brain to mush.” She doesn’t look up as she says, “Can’t make it any mushier than it already is.” Max frowns and Liz looks up at him, her smile fading. “Sorry…bad joke.” “I…I was hoping we could talk. There’s something I want to do, but I can’t do that until we talk.” He says to her. She nods and looks to the TV, then back to him…torn between the two. Max smirks and walks over, turning the TV off. “They show reruns of this all the time…you can catch up with it later.” “Oh…ok.” She says in relief as she sits down on the bed. “So…” She starts for him as he hesitates. He sits down on the other bed, facing her and says, “We need to talk about your…powers. And who we are.” Nodding, she waits for him to continue. Letting out a long breath, he says, “And I thought this was hard the first time…” “What was hard the first time?” she asks. He looks at her and says, “I…I’m not exactly…human. I mean, I am…just not…completely. Michael was right in the car.” He watches the emotions flicker across her face and she swallows, cocking her head to the side. “Michael said ‘we’. Who’s ‘we’?” “Me, Michael and Isabel.” He tells her. “We’re part alien.” He waits for her reaction…waits for the fear he knows is coming. Instead, she asks, “Part?” He smiles at the fact that her scientific curiosity popped up first. “The people…from our planet…mixed our essence with human DNA. They sent us here and our ship crashed in the desert. We were in…incubation pods and broke out of them in 1986 looking like 6 year old human children. That’s the short version.” He explains. She just stares at him and says, “You do know how crazy you sound right now, right?” He nods as he looks to the floor, then back up at her. “I know. But it’s true.” “Right…so, if I’m not…an alien…then why can I do these things, too?” “Three years ago, you were shot…while you were working at the Crashdown with Maria. You were shot in the stomach…I was there when it happened. And I…I healed you.” He looks into her eyes and says, “When I did that, I changed you somehow.” “You healed me? As in, poof…all gone?” She asks, disbelieving. He nods his head and says, “It’s not exactly as simple as ‘poof’ but yah, I healed you. It’s one of my powers.” She’s suddenly overwhelmed and lies back on the bed, bringing her hands up to her head. She wearily rubs her eyes and asks, “And I knew you were an alien? Before they took me…I knew about you, Michael and Isabel?” “Yes, I told you the next day at school…you dragged me into an empty classroom and demanded that I tell you what I did to you. You had a silver handprint on your stomach…from my healing you.” She sits back up and asks, “So, Maria, Kyle and his Dad knew, too?” Shaking his head, he says, “No…you were the only one who knew. We kept it secret...vowed to never tell anyone. You told Maria, and Kyle…later that year, Kyle was shot when they rescued me from the FBI. I healed him too. That’s how he and his Dad found out.” “They took you, too?” she asks in surprise. “Only for two days before you got me out.” He explains. “You went to Jim, he was the sheriff then, and asked him to help you.” “So who else knows?” “Besides my parents…no one.” He tells her. “They just found out earlier this year.” She looks at the floor a few moments before looking back up at him. “So…we got together…dated for three years? And we were gonna get married after graduation?” His face falls and says, “Not really…I mean, we weren’t together for most of those three years. I…I made mistakes…big ones. It would take me a week to list them off for you…but you forgave me eventually. And yes, we were going to get married right after graduation.” He sees her gaze drawn to the necklace around his neck and he reaches up to unclasp it. He holds it in his hand and says, “This is yours…it came off…when you were shot at graduation. I found it on the floor.” She leans up and peeks into his hand and he holds it out to her. She looks at the ring that dangles from the chain and looks at Max. “That’s the ring I gave you…you didn’t want your parents to see it before we got married, so you put it on a necklace to wear.” She looks back down at it and slips it off the chain. Looking at the diamond she watches the light reflect off of it as she turns the ring in her hand. “It’s pretty.” She says as she looks up at him. Still holding it in her hand she says, “You want to try to heal me, don’t you? To heal my brain?” He nods. “I think that maybe, what they did to you…the shock treatments? I think it might have damaged some parts of your brain.” “Will it hurt.” She asks. “No…but you’ll…see things. From me…my memories. And I’ll see yours.” He tells her. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. It might not even work.” She takes a deep breath and says, “We should try, though…right?” She looks at him a few moments and gets lost in his eyes before looking down at the ring in her hand. “Ok…so…how do we do this?” He moves to sit next to her and says, “You need to look at me…and I’ll have to touch you.” She nods and turns to the side, facing him. She looks up into his eyes as he brings his hands up to each side of her head. “Just…try not to think of anything.” He tells her as her breathing starts to match his own. She feels the warmth of his hands as she looks into his eyes…after a few moments she feels herself fall and suddenly she’s bombarded by images and feelings…from Max. They’re coming so fast, she can’t make sense of any of them until she sees herself in various scenes…standing with a group of people in front of metal lockers…riding in a car with her hair blowing around her…wearing a strange blue dress with weird silver things sticking up out of her head…lying in the desert at night with Max, kissing him…standing on a bridge at night, getting ready to jump off of it with Max…crying in the desert…lying in bed with Kyle…holding Max’s hand as snow falls around her…dancing with Maria…yelling at Max as she gets in a car…crying again, this time at night…pulling a black mask over her face…sitting behind bars…dressed in a red dress, standing next to Isabel at her wedding…hovering over the desert at night, green energy all over her body…falling out of a window…holding a baby, looking down at it sadly…lying on the desert ground, making love with Max at night…dressed in a cap and gown, her chest exploding…standing in her room with long, matted hair…rocking on the barn floor and crying as Isabel holds her…Isabel changing her hair to what it used to look like. She sees other things…people she doesn’t recognize…places she doesn’t know. She sees an older couple…a strange looking man with red hair stuffing something into a plastic alien…a long black table surrounded by strange people…Michael on the floor, his face covered in blood…Max making love to a girl with blonde hair…a bald man lying next to a pool… The flashes come faster and faster and all the emotions are overwhelming. She feels herself continue to fall and everything goes black. Breaking away from Liz with a cry, Max breathes heavily and watches as Liz falls back on the bed, the ring in her hand dropping to the floor. He puts his head between his knees and wipes the sweat from his face. When his breathing slows and his nausea passes, he looks over and sees that Liz is sleeping. He watches her chest rise up and down with each breath as he slowly stands up. Moving to the other bed, he pulls the covers down and turns back to Liz. He picks her up and tucks her in, pulling the covers up over her and pushing the hair off her face. He watches her for a few moments and steps back, noticing the ring on the floor…picking it up and setting it on the nightstand in front of the clock. He sits on the other bed and watches her sleep for almost an hour…images of Liz’s life and her feelings rolling through him. When he’s confident that she won’t be waking up soon, he gets up and brings his hand to her cheek, brushing the back of his hand across it before turning to leave. ~TBC~ </center><center>You're going to be the death of me. Obi Wan Kenobi to Anakin Skywalker Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

Posted: **Fri May 24, 2002 1:21 pm**

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Posted: **Sat May 25, 2002 3:49 am**

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Posted: **Sun May 26, 2002 11:07 am**

Part 12~ The next morning, Maria is impatient as everyone but Max and Liz waits in her room. “That’s it, Michael…come with me.” And she walks out of her room, over to Max’s. “Unlock his door.” She tells Michael. He passes his hand over the lock and she grabs the handle, opening the door and walking over to the bed that Max is lying on…with all his clothes on. She shakes him and says, “Max! Max…wake up!” When he doesn’t respond, Michael walks over and lifts up his shoulders…shaking him. “Max…get up!” “What’s wrong with him, Michael?” Maria asks worriedly. “He must have tried to heal Liz last night…he sleeps like this after he’s used a lot of power.” Michael stands back and says, “We should check on Liz.” They rush from Max’s room to Liz’s and open the door to see her tucked into bed, sleeping. Maria sits beside her and shakes her gently. “Liz…Liz…wake up.” When she doesn’t respond, she looks at Michael defeatedly. “Well, we need to go. I guess we can carry them out to the car.” He turns and leaves the room to go back to his own room and tell the others. They all stand around the newly acquired cars and watch as Michael carries Liz out and puts her in the backseat of a green Taurus. Maria gathers Liz’s things from her room and her eye falls on the ring lying on the nightstand. She picks it up and puts it in her purse and takes one last look around before leaving. Michael carries Max out and puts him in the backseat of a black Camry and shuts the door. He turns and asks everyone, “Do we have everything?” At everyone’s nod, he looks at Jim and Jesse. “We’ll meet in Dallas tonight. Keep your cell phones plugged in.” He looks at Isabel and says, “You need to change Liz’s hair.” She nods at him and gets in the passenger seat of the Taurus as Jesse gets in the driver’s seat. Michael watches as they pull out and drive away from the motel. Michael gets in the black Camry as Maria gets in the passenger side and he watches Jim and Kyle pull out of the parking lot in a Honda. Looking over at Maria, he sees the worried look on her face. “It’ll be ok. I bet he healed her and when she wakes up, she’ll remember everything.” He gives her a small smile and squeezes her hand. In the Honda, Jim looks over to see Kyle staring out at the passing landscape through the window next to him. “You alright, son?” Kyle nods and says, “Yah…you know…just thinking.” Jim doesn’t want to push him so he nods and continues driving…hoping Kyle will open up. “I just…” Kyle begins, looking over at his Dad to see if he’s listening. “I’ve tried…really hard…to make myself at peace with this whole alien situation. It’s just totally not fair the way our lives have been completely changed because of them. But then I think about something Alex and I talked about…a couple of years ago.” He sees his Dad look over at the mention of Alex’s name. “We were stuck in that cave with the blue crystals…” Kyle laughs sarcastically. “I mean, listen to me! Killer crystals. Anyway, we were running out of air and really thought we’d die in there and Alex was talking about how amazing it was that we were a part of this…that we had this knowledge. He said he’d rather die now, knowing that, then to go back to his normal life.” He’s silent for a few moments before looking over at his Dad. “Do you think he’d still think that now? Do  you think that?” Jim looks at Kyle and thinks for a moment before saying, “Yah, son…I do think that. And I think Alex would still believe it, too. Granted, we’ve been through some terrible things because we know this secret. But I’d rather know, than live the rest of my life in ignorance.” Kyle goes back to looking out the window and after a couple of minutes, Jim nudges him and grins while wiggling his fingers. “And hey…soon, we’ll be able to pop our own popcorn without sticking it in the microwave.” Kyle stares at his Dad in shock before bursting out in laughter. “Yah…we got that going for us.” And they both laugh so hard, Jim has to pull over on the side of the road until it subsides. Late that same afternoon, Liz wakes up to find herself lying on the backseat of a car. Confused, she turns her head and sees a woman with short black hair in the passenger seat. When the woman turns her head, Liz relaxes when she sees that it’s Isabel. Isabel sees Liz stir in the backseat an turns back to look at her. Smiling, she says, “Hey.” Liz sits up and rubs her face before looking down to see she’s still in the pajamas she was wearing last night. “What time is it?” she asks. “Four in the afternoon.” Isabel tells her. Liz’s eyes open wide and she says, “Wow…I must have been tired.” before she remembers what happened last night. She falls back in the seat, remembering everything Max told her and everything she saw when he tried to heal her. Bringing her hand up to her head, it throbs slightly as bits and pieces start coming to her. She brings her hand quickly up to her chest when she remembers the vision of her chest exploding. Then she remembers seeing Max on stage, yelling at her and trying to get to her. Shaking her head, she’s overcome with confusion…trying to sort out Max’s memories from her own. Max wouldn’t have a memory of seeing himself yelling at her from stage, would he? Images rapidly flood her mind as she bends over and tells Jesse, “Stop the car…I have to puke.” Jesse quickly pulls over and Liz scrambles out of the car and kneels next to it in the grass…throwing up. She remembers this, too. Except she’s on the sidewalk at night, falling to her knees and vomiting after Alex died. She feels Isabel kneel next to her and hold back her now long, auburn hair. She continues to empty her stomach on the side of the road and hears Isabel tell Jesse to call Michael as she’s hit with images of Max and…Tess…and she heaves again. “Tess…where’s Tess?” Liz chokes out. Isabel looks at Liz in confusion and says, “Tess is dead.” Not remembering that, Liz sits back on her heels and wipes her mouth with some napkins that Isabel hands her. She hears Jesse talking excitedly into his cell phone and looks up to see him looking at her saying, “…on the side of the road. I think she’s done now.” Just then, another wave of images and emotions hit her and she leans forward to throw up again. She hears Jesse say, “Oh…I guess she’s not. I think you should meet us at the next rest stop.” “No!” she yells back in between heaves. “No…I don’t want…I don’t want to see Max right now.” She looks at Jesse and he nods and says into the phone, “Yah…ok. I will…ok. We’ll see you tonight, Max.” and he ends the call, looking back down to Liz. She closes her eyes and sits back on her heels, realizing that Max heard her. Leaning back against the car for a few moments, she looks at Isabel. “I think I’m ok now. Can we stop at the next gas station so I can freshen up?” Isabel nods and says, “Sure.” She puts a hand on Liz’s shoulder and she stands up. “Take your time.” And walks over to the other side of the car and gets back in the passenger seat. Max lies down on the backseat, his arm thrown over his face as Michael drives the Camry through Arkansas. Maria turns around and checks on him…she saw the look on his face when he was making arrangements to meet Jesse because Liz was sick. Because they’re not meeting Jesse, Maria can only assume that Liz didn’t want to meet them. “Max…are you ok?” She asks him softly. He doesn’t answer her as Michael looks at him through the rearview mirror. “Did it work? Did Jesse tell you if Liz was getting her memory back?” “I don’t know.” They hear his muffled voice from the backseat. But he knows…not for sure…but by the sound of her voice when she yelled at Jesse that she didn’t want to see him, he’s guessing that she at least remembers something. Or maybe she’s remembering the flashes she got from him. He hopes with everything he is that she didn’t see him and Tess in the observatory. He remembers every single flash he got from Liz…all her memories of her time with the FBI…and it makes him nauseous. He felt all her pain, her loneliness and her helplessness as they performed horrifying procedures on her. He felt her hatred at the ones who held her captive and he saw her rage as she killed a man in her cell. He opens his eyes and feels that the car has sped up and he tells Michael, “Keep it at the speed limit…we don’t need to be pulled over.” Michael slows the car, unaware that he had pressed the gas pedal further to the floor. “Do you wanna stop…get something to eat?” he asks. “No…just keep going. I want to get to Dallas as soon as possible.” Max tells him from the back. In the Taurus, Isabel watches Liz in concern and turns to Jesse. “Maybe we should call Max again?” and she looks back at Liz. She’s lying on the backseat, hugging her arms around her stomach and rocking back and forth as she cries and moans broken phrases. It seems like she’s reliving her life…from the bits and pieces that Isabel can understand…as memories come back to her. “I don’t know what to do.” She tells Jesse, helplessly. He looks at Liz and says, “I don’t think there’s anything we  can do. If she’s getting her memory back, I think she has to go through it all again.” Isabel nods sadly and says, “Alright, but if she gets worse, I’m calling him.” They continue driving as the sun sets and at 9:30, Isabel can see the lights of Dallas in the distance ahead of them. Exiting the highway, Jesse pulls the car into the parking lot of a Comfort Inn and Isabel sees Michael and Max waiting for them by the door. Jesse rolls his window down and Michael says, “Pull around to the side, I have the rooms already.” As they park, Jesse sees that Jim and Kyle are here already, too. He gets out of the car and watches as Michael pulls in next to him. “Sorry we’re late. We had to stop a few times.” He looks to the backseat where Liz is lying. Isabel gets out of the car and Jesse opens the back door…Michael and Max standing behind him. “Liz…we’re here.” He says as he leans his head in. She opens her eyes drowsily to Jesse and sees Max standing behind him. Shaking her head back and forth deliriously, she holds her hand up and cries, “No, no, no, no…” Jesse looks up at Max and watches as his face contorts in pain and slowly backs away from the car. Michael moves forward and says, “I’ll get her.” And he reaches in, pulling her forward and gathering her up in his arms. Max watches as Michael turns and starts carrying Liz toward the side door of the hotel. Liz is grabbing onto the front of Michael’s shirt, crying, “Alex! No…..Alex.” Isabel walks over to Max and puts her arm around him. “She’s been like that all day…I can’t get through to her. Max, you have to do something…she’s delirious. I tried giving her water a few times and something to eat, but she just ended up throwing it up.” As Michael carries Liz down the hall, Maria runs up and says, “Oh my God…Liz!” as she looks past them to Max. She rushes forward and opens the door to one of their rooms and stands back to let Michael carry Liz in and lay her on the bed. Kyle and Jim walk in and they all stand around the room, watching Liz writhe on the bed as she cries. “Max?” Jim says. “What’s wrong with her?” He walks over to sit on the bed next to her and gently wipes the hair from her sweaty forehead. “I…I don’t know.” Max mumbles as he looks up at Jesse. Jesse meets his gaze and says, “I think she’s getting her memory back…it seems like she’s reliving everything all over again.” and he looks back down to Liz. Suddenly, everyone turns as Liz laughs from the bed, “Kyle is  not a poodle!” before her body jerks and she starts muttering something about aliens. Kyle’s eyes open wide and he exclaims, “A poodle?!” Everyone looks at Kyle as Maria lets out a laugh and covers her mouth, looking guiltily up at Kyle. All eyes turn to her and she says, “Oh my God…I forgot…that day in the Crashdown…the day Liz was shot. We were talking about you.” “And you called me a poodle?!” he asks her in shock. “Well…not really.” She looks sheepishly over to Max, then back to Kyle. “I told her that Max was staring at her again and she didn’t believe me…then she went on to say it didn’t matter because she was with you and she started listing all your good merits…loyal, trustworthy…blah, blah, blah. I told her you sounded like a poodle.” Kyle looks at her, put out, and says, “Gee…thanks a lot.” and he rolls his eyes. Max looks back down to Liz as Jim stands up and says, “Well, I guess Jesse’s right…maybe we should just wait and give her some time.” He looks over at Max and says, “If she doesn’t snap out of it soon, maybe you should try something.” He shrugs his shoulders, having no idea what that ‘something’ would be. As everyone moves to leave, Maria says to Max, “Why don’t you go get something to eat and get some rest? I’ll stay here with her.” He looks at Liz and nods as he backs toward the door. “Call me if anything happens.” She smiles sadly at him before turning to pull a chair up next to Liz’s bed. They all decide to go down to the Waffle House next to the hotel and as their food arrives, Max looks down at his plate of pancakes and absently rolls the sausages links around with his fork. Isabel watches her brother across the booth with concern as she feels Jesse absently running his fingers along the scar on her neck. He brings his hand to her back to the long scar he knows is there…running down her spine. She looks over at him and says, “I’ll have Max heal it before we get to Roswell.” her eyes returning to her plate in memory of how it got there. Max looks up at her words and says, “I’m sorry, Iz. I should have done it that first night. I don’t think I can tonight…but I’ll heal you first thing in the morning.” concern in his eyes. She nods, not looking up at him. “Thanks, Max. I don’t want Mom and Dad to see.” He nods in understanding before turning his attention back to his food. When they’re done and walking through the parking lot back to the hotel, Jim moves to Max and says, “Can I talk to you for a minute, Max?” Max turns to him and says, “Sure.” as they walk through the side door of the hotel and make their way down the hall. When everyone files through one of the doors into a room, Max looks over at them and says, “We’ll be there in a minute.” and leads Jim into another room. Sitting in a chair at the desk, Jim says, “We need to talk about what we’re gonna do when we get back home.” Max nods and sits on the edge of the bed. “I know.” “We have to decide tonight…we can’t go waltzing back in town tomorrow night with Isabel, Kyle and Liz. They’ll be recognized by anyone.” Jim says before continuing. “I know the cover story we came up with, but now…with Liz…the way she is. I have to know what to tell Hanson when I call him tonight.” Max wearily rubs his face and says, “Her parents can’t see her like this. I should have waited to try to heal her until after…then we could have at least coached her on what to do and say.” Jim sighs and leans back in his chair. “If she doesn’t get better, I think our only option is to hide her and just tell everyone that they only let Kyle go.” Their cover story was going to be built on the fact that Kyle called Hanson from Ohio. He was going to tell Hanson that when he got there, all three kids were there…having been let go in the middle of no where. But now…with Liz the way she is, there might not be a need to tell anyone that she and Isabel were let go, too. “I agree. Let’s just hope that it doesn’t come to that. I’d really hate for Liz to not be able to see her parents before we…disappear.” Max looks up and sees the sadness in Jim’s face. They were all going to leave, Jim staying behind in Roswell. He was going to have to say goodbye to his son…after he just got him back. Max looks down at his hands and says, “I’m sorry, Jim. You don’t know how sorry I am that you and Kyle have had to be dragged into this mess.” “Don’t be sorry, Max. If it weren’t for you, we wouldn’t even be alive. I owe my life and my son’s life to you.” Jim says. “No…you don’t. Neither one of you would have been put in that kind of danger if it wasn’t for me in the first place. You don’t owe me anything.” Max looks up at him. “But I’m grateful…for everything you’ve done to help us. I don’t know what we would have done without you.” Standing up, Jim says, “Let’s wait a few hours and see what happens with Liz before I call Hanson.” He looks at the young man in front of him and his heart goes out to him. He’s been through ten lifetimes of experience and pain and he carries so much responsibility on his shoulders. Wishing more than anything that they could have the normal life they so desperately want, and deserve, he knows that they’ll never get it. It’s beyond his understanding how they’ve lived their short lives, constantly worried about discovery and capture…knowing that the rest of their lives will only be more of the same. He squeezes Max’s shoulder as he passes him and heads to the door, Max standing and following behind him. As they enter the hall, they see Michael and Isabel running out of their door, Kyle and Jesse close behind. Michael turns and sees Max as Max asks, “What’s going on?” “Liz…we heard her screaming next door.” Michael says quickly as he rushes to the next room. When Michael gets the door open, they hear Maria saying, “…be ok…Liz, please calm down.” as they walk in and see Maria standing by the bed looking toward the back of the room. Maria looks over at them helplessly when they walk in and all eyes fall on Liz, who’s standing back by the bathroom door shaking her head at Maria and saying, “No….no, no…he’s dead. Max is dead…I know it.” Max walks in behind Michael and looks over at Liz, her gaze moving to his as she takes a step back in shock and her eyes open wide. Not a second passes before he sees her running full force at him and launches herself at him, knocking him back into Kyle before they hit the ground. Kyle struggles to get out from under Max as Liz lies on top of both of them, kissing Max all over his face and crying, “You’re here…you’re alive.” Max can taste her tears as she crushes his mouth with hers and he wraps his arms around her, bringing a hand up to cup the back of her head. “Oh, Max…” Liz moans before thrusting her tongue into Max’s mouth, causing him to groan. “Ok, ok…how about everyone stop making out on top of me and LET ME UP!” Kyle yells helplessly from underneath Max. Kyle’s shouting finally penetrates Max’s mind and he opens his eyes, trying to gently pull back from Liz. He rolls them to the side so Kyle can get up and he struggles to his feet…Liz not making a move to let go. As he walks over to the bed, he vaguely registers that everyone is moving out the door. Maria takes a last look at the two of them as Max moves toward the bed, Liz wrapped around him…her legs around his waist and arms wrapped tightly around his neck…before shutting the door to leave them alone. As they walk back next door, Maria hears Kyle say, “Geez…I think I need a shower.” and watches as he shakes dramatically. She smirks at him as she passes him, walking into the room. Everyone is silent as they think about what they just saw. Finally Jesse asks Maria, “What happened? Do you think she’s better now?” Shaking her head, she says, “I don’t know. Suddenly, she seemed to snap out of it…she was pretty coherent…except for the whole ‘Max is dead’ thing.” “I wonder if she remembers everything, now.” Isabel says as she leans on Jesse. Silence descends again as everyone sits back in their own contemplation. ~TBC~ </center><center>You're going to be the death of me. 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Posted: **Sun May 26, 2002 11:21 am**

~wow~ totally intesne part. I am so into this story <center>Margo is a Super ORB!</center><center><center>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<center>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ <a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a>

Posted: **Sun May 26, 2002 1:15 pm**

This is just awesome... I'll admit I've been a bad girl, and I read whatever you sent me in one sitting <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... laughA.gif ALT=":lol"> - so I've been waiting for you to post a few more chapters... but I just had to read some of them again, they were so good <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... iggrin.gif ALT=":grin"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> <img src=http://www.theunholytrinity.org/cracks_ ... xhello.gif ALT=":clap"> Keep it up! -Col. <center>Malee's Sidekick aka Colonel Threadkiller <img src=http://photo.msn.s8.com/MS8zLzAvMS8xMDg ... > "Open up my Head and Let me Out!" - DMB <img src=http://w3f.com/gifs/flag/usa/hr.gif> May ROSWELL Live Forever in Fan Fic!!! AtO is so cool, she makes anything look easy!</center>

Posted: **Tue May 28, 2002 12:21 pm**

OMB angel. this is so good! can't wait for more! <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)">

Posted: **Tue May 28, 2002 1:14 pm**

Part 13~  Washington DC Gerard sits in his office at 10pm, his elbows on his desk…head in his hands. This week couldn’t possible get any worse. Just as he was seeing the light at the end of the tunnel…his chance to finally retire…everything started spiraling out of control. He had them all…they were practically right in front of him. Then that idiot Meyers only gets three…and  then they find out two of them are human and the leader they thought they captured wasn’t the leader at all. When he got the call from Meyers the other night telling him that the two remaining subjects had escaped, his world crashed down around him. He’s delayed making his official report to the Deputy Director, hoping that Meyers can recapture them. But it’s not looking good. He picks up the phone and dials the familiar number. When Meyers picks up, he says, “Call off the search and stand down.” “Stand down, sir?” Meyers says. “Yes. Move your teams to the office in Albuquerque and wait for me there. I’ll be there in two days.” Gerard instructs him. “Yes, sir. Can I ask why?” “I’m coming to oversee this operation myself. I’d bet my left nut that they’re headed back to Roswell. That’s where we’ll get them…and this time, we won’t make any mistakes. Understand?” Gerard says, irritated with Meyers’ incompetence. “Yes, sir.” Meyers says. “We’ll see you in two days.”  Dallas, Texas Max closes his eyes and wills his body to calm down. He’s lying on his back on the bed, Liz on top of him, her head resting on his chest. She fell asleep about a half hour ago and he’s been lying here since, stroking her back. He listens to her light breathing, thinking about how she cried herself to sleep, holding on tight to him and refusing to lighten her grip. Through his worry for her, he can’t help reveling in the feel of having her in his arms again…being able to touch her and hold her. As he drifts off to sleep, he puts both his arms around her tiny body and leans his head down to kiss the top of hers. Liz wakes up slowly, seeing sunlight through her closed eyelids. Taking a deep breath, she stretches slowly…freezing when she realizes she’s not lying on a bed. Her eyes pop open and she sees that she’s lying on top of someone…Max. Bits and pieces from yesterday start coming back to her as she lifts her head and pushes her hands into the mattress, rising up on her arms. She looks down at Max’s face and sees that he’s still asleep. Trying not to wake him, she slowly climbs off of him and rolls onto her back next to him. A million thoughts and memories are rolling through her mind as she stares at the ceiling and they gradually come to some sort of order. She thinks she can distinguish between her own memories and Max’s now as the pieces start falling together but she can’t be sure. Confused, she knows that there are still chunks of time that are missing…things that she can’t remember that are just out of reach. Her memories tell her that Max is dead…he died when she was in Vermont. But obviously he’s not…she remembers graduation…or at least she has a memory of it. It might not be hers, though, but he was there…and he’s here now, next to her…alive and breathing. She searches for something to explain the huge chunk of time in between that she’s missing but comes up empty. There are other things that don’t make sense. She remembers being in jail in Utah, but not how she got there and not how she got out. She remembers playing a pinball machine in Las Vegas, but not what she was doing there or who she was with. Did they all go to Las Vegas? Did she go alone? No…she can’t imagine that she would, considering she should have gotten married there in another timeline. She feels the bed shift as Max turns on his side and slides his arm over her stomach. Looking at his hand before looking back up at the ceiling, she struggles to remember how her and Max got to the point where they were gonna get married after graduation. There’re only a few months between the time she went to Vermont and the day they graduated…what could have possibly happened to turn things around between them so completely, and so quickly? Did Max find his son? She vaguely remembers Isabel telling her on the side of the road that Tess is dead…but when did that happen? Chewing on her lip, Liz tries to remember what happened to Tess. She knows that Max slept with her and got her pregnant. But what happened to them? And why the hell would she even  consider marrying Max after that? He’s got a kid out there somewhere…she knows that Max was looking for him. But she doesn’t know why. Did Tess leave? No, wait…she’s dead. But how? That can’t be possible…everything she did, she did so that Tess wouldn’t leave…so the end of the world wouldn’t come. There’s just too much to try to process so Liz focuses on the ceiling and the patterns in the plaster. Max opens his eyes to see Liz lying in front of him, staring at the ceiling and biting her lip. He doesn’t move as his eyes move down to his arm resting on her stomach. Slowly, he slides it off and Liz turns her head to see that he’s awake. She looks at him without saying anything and they stare into each other’s eyes. Liz is slightly embarrassed as she remembers how she behaved the night before upon seeing him alive and Max is hesitant…wondering if she even remembers anything about yesterday. They’re broken out of their trance by the rumbling of Max’s stomach and Liz’s stomach answers with a gurgle of its own. They both smile and sit up as Max turns to her again. “Do you…can you remember?” He asks hesitantly. Looking down at the bed, she nods and says, “Some. I…I think most…but there’re…gaps…that I can’t remember. Some of it’s kind of fuzzy.” “What’s the last thing you remember…before you were taken?” He asks her. “I remember parts of graduation…but…I don’t know how I got there from Vermont. The last thing I remember before that is that I…I felt you die.” She looks up with tears in her eyes. Furrowing his brow, he says, “Oh…” as he looks away, thinking of all the things that happened between then and now…all the things she obviously doesn’t remember. She doesn’t remember him proposing…or them making love in the desert. He reaches up and rubs the sleep from his eyes and turns back to her, running his thumb across her cheek to wipe a tear away. She pulls back from his touch…feeling suddenly uncomfortable. “I…Max, something is wrong. What happened to Tess?” She grabs her head and continues, “I’m just…really confused right now. I don’t think my memories are right…or in the right order, or something.” Suddenly, she brings her hands down and they both see green energy swirling around her skin. As if annoyed, Liz shakes her hands out and whispers, “No.” and Max watches as the energy disappears. “You’ve learned to control it.” Max says quietly. Liz looks up at him, distracted, and she shakes her head. “Um…yah.” Getting up from the bed, she paces the room a few times and looks back over to Max. “Liz…let me help. What can I do to help you?” Max stands up, but keeps his distance. “I don’t know…I think I’m missing some major things that happened…obviously. I…I need…” She walks around the room and rummages through the drawer on the desk, pulling out some paper and a pen. Sitting down in the chair, she starts writing as Max walks over and squats next to her to see what she’s writing. He watches as she creates some sort of timeline. When she finishes, she looks over to Max and says, “I need you to tell me if I got all these things in the right order…and help me fill in what’s missing.” Picking up the paper, he glances at it and sees that quite a bit is missing from her timeline and she has some things in the wrong place. He moves to sit on the bed as he reads what she’s written and he looks up at Liz. “Liz…I…there’s so much…” He runs his hand through his hair and hears her stomach rumble again. “Maybe we should get something to eat and we can talk after that.” “Right…later.” Liz’s shoulders sag defeatedly and she stands up. “You’re right…we have more important things to worry about right now.” “No, Liz…this  is important.  You’re important. You just need to eat…and…I need to figure out the best way to fill in your gaps for you.” Nodding, Liz shifts uncomfortable and tucks her hair behind her ear. “Ok…well…” He nods and stands. “I’ll…um…get Maria to bring you your stuff so you can get dressed. Then we can go over and have some breakfast, ok?” Watching Max walk toward the door, Liz stops him. “Max?” He turns to look back at her and she says, “I’m…sorry.” knowing he’s disappointed that she can’t remember everything. He shakes his head, telling her silently not to be sorry and walks out the door. A few minutes later she hears a knock at the door and opens it as Maria rushes in and drops the bag she’s carrying on the floor before pulling Liz in for a hug. “Oh, Liz…do you really remember?” Liz nods her head and hugs Maria back tightly. “Yah…some of it, anyway.” Maria pulls back and wipes the tears from her cheeks and says, “I was so scared.” “I know…me too.” Liz tells her and bends down to pick up the bag. “I really need to take a shower…will you wait for me?” Maria nods and smiles at her and Liz says, “I think I can manage by myself this time.” as she smiles and walks toward the bathroom. A half hour later, Isabel knocks on Liz’s door and Maria opens it. “Does she really remember?” Isabel asks her as she walks in. “Yah…I think so.” Maria says. “She’s in the bathroom right now.” “I came to change you guys before we go eat.” Isabel says as she sits on the bed. Liz walks out of the bathroom in jeans and a black t-shirt…her wet hair hanging down her back and she sees Isabel. “Hey, Isabel.” She stops outside the bathroom door. ‘Hey, Liz. How are you feeling?” Isabel asks, her eyes filled with concern. Liz nods and says, “Good…a little confused, but good.” Isabel smiles and says, “Good. We were really worried about you yesterday.” “I was pretty out of it…thanks for taking care of me.” Liz says as she walks over to sit in a chair and put on her shoes. She looks up at Isabel again and says, “Thank you…for everything.” as she gives Isabel a meaningful look. Nodding, Isabel takes a deep breath. “So…what will it be today?” Isabel changes the subject and wiggles her fingers at them. Maria smiles and says, “I was thinking black and curly…maybe just tie it up.” Isabel waves her hand over Maria’s hair and changes it so that it’s black with corkscrew curls hanging down past her shoulders. Maria walks over to the mirror and gathers it up on top of her head. “Cool!” Turning to Liz, Isabel looks at her questioningly as Liz shrugs her shoulders. “I don’t really care…just not blonde.” Isabel smiles and walks over to Liz, waving her hand over her hair and giving her a short, light brown bob that comes just above her shoulders. “Perfect.” She says, then asks, “You guys ready? Everyone’s waiting to go eat.” Liz leads the way out of the room, carrying her bag and sees an auburn haired Michael standing next to Max and she freezes, her bag dropping to the floor. They look over at her in concern as Isabel asks, “Liz? What’s wrong?” She stares at Max’s hair with wide eyes…his long, dark hair that’s tied back on the top in a pony tail…and says, “Change it. Change Max’s hair to something else.” Isabel nods her head, confused and walks over to Max quickly and waves her hand over his head making his hair shorter and black. She looks back to Liz, concerned, and asks, “Better?” Liz nods and rubs her hand over her face as she bends down to pick up her bag. As she continues to walk down the hall, she feels everyone looking at her in confusion and she looks at Maria before explaining. “Max…from the future…that’s what his hair looked like.” Maria’s eyes open wide in understanding and she looks over at Max…he’s looking at Liz, his face a mask of confusion and asks, “What…from the future? What are you talking about?” Maria looks at Liz, surprised, and asks, “You haven’t told him?” “Told me what?” Max demands. Liz shakes her head, glancing at Max and says, “I guess not…I don’t know. I thought I had…but…can we talk about it later? I need to eat before I pass out.” and she walks toward the cars, leaving a confused group of people behind her…all but Maria and Kyle who whisper together as they follow her. As Jesse loads the cars up, Max discreetly changes the license plates on each car. “Let’s go down to the IHOP and eat, then we’ll head out.” Getting into the driver’s seat of the Camry, he waits for everyone else to get in. He’s surprised to see Liz get in next to him…he didn’t think she’d want to ride with him…and he pulls out of the parking lot, driving down the road a couple of miles to the IHOP. Throughout breakfast, Max’s eyes hardly leave Liz as he thinks about what she said earlier. Why did she react that way when she saw him? What did she mean ‘Max from the future’? And why did Maria seem to know what she was talking about? His gaze moves to Maria and when she sees his questioning look, she turns her head away quickly. “I called Hanson last night…he’s expecting us to arrive tonight.” Jim says as he turns to Max. “I only told him about Kyle…I kept the conversations short.” Max nods and says, “Good. Did you ask him if he noticed any strange activity in town?” “He hasn’t seen anything, but we can’t count on them not being there. We need to keep a low profile when we get there.” Jim tells him. “If they are there, they’ll be watching all our houses. We’ll drive through to Midway and stay at a motel there. The less time we spend in Roswell, the better.” Max says before bringing a bite of pancake to his mouth. He finishes chewing and says, “I’ll call my parents today and have them meet us there.” He looks over at Jim and says, “Tomorrow, you and Kyle can take Maria and Liz into town to see their parents. Don’t be obvious. You should probably call the Parkers and Amy before you leave in the morning and warn them.” Looking at Liz, he says, “You can stay for a day…two at most. But try to stay inside and out of sight…I’ll be keeping an eye out for any activity in town while you’re there.” Kyle speaks up and asks, “What does it matter, Max? When Amy and Liz’s parents find out they’re back, the whole town will know. And Hanson already knows I’m coming.” “I want to delay everyone knowing for as long as possible…especially the newspaper. Hanson already knows to keep it quiet and Jim’s gonna ask Amy and the Parkers to not say anything for a few days. Hopefully, by the time everyone knows you’re back, we’ll already be gone.” Max explains. “Why go back at all, then? It seems like it would be easier if everyone just kept thinking that we’re still gone.” Kyle asks. “Because Maria and Liz should get a chance to see their parents…to have a chance to say goodbye.” Max says as he looks over at Liz. Liz thinks about what he’s said and says, “Max…it seems like a needless risk if that’s the only reason we’re going back. I…I don’t have to see my parents. Maybe I could just write them later and tell them I’m ok.” Max looks at her and says, “It’s up to you. We have to go anyway…I have some things I need to get…and we’re leaving Jim in Roswell. You can decide tonight what you wanna do.” Liz nods and looks over at Maria. She knows Maria wants to see her Mom, but she also knows that she wouldn’t want to put them all at risk just to do so. When they leave the IHOP, Liz stops Max at the car and says, “Can I drive? I just…want something to do.” He nods and they both get in the Camry and drive west. An hour later, they’re outside Dallas and driving west in silence. Max turns to Liz expectantly and she says, “I guess you wanna know about what I said earlier. When I said that…at the hotel…I assumed that you knew already. I can’t remember the months leading up to graduation, but I just assumed that if we were getting married…in Las Vegas…that I had told you.” She glances over at him and says, “You know, we kind of have bigger things to worry about…this can wait until later.” Max shakes his head and says, “We’ll be in this car all day, you might as well tell me now. And besides, you have me beyond curious now.” She glances over at him, then back to the road…taking a deep breath she decides to start at the beginning. “You remember when you sang to me…with the mariachi band?” She looks over at him to see him flush with embarrassment. “Yah.” He says…thinking how stupid that was. He was desperate to get her back and was willing to try anything to do it. “You learned that song from Mr. Delgado at the hardware store.” She tells him. He looks at her in confusion. “How did you know that? I never told you.” Keeping her eyes on the road, she says, “You told me…you were up on the balcony with me that night.” When she glances over at him and sees that she’s making him more confused, she continues, “You came back from the future that night…14 years in the future. You…he came right before you showed up in the alley…he told me you would be coming. He told me about Mr. Delgado and he told me that when you threw the roses up to me, you remembered at the last minute that I liked white roses better, so you changed them.” “How…what did…how did he get there?” Max stutters, thinking back to that night and how it looked like she was talking to someone else up there with her. He thought it was her Dad… “He told me that they figured out how to alter the Granolith to create a tear in time.” “They?” He asks. “Someone named Serena…she became a friend somewhere along the way…and me.” She tells him. He looks over at her and asks, “You’re with me 14 years in the future?” Nodding, she says, “Yes, in  that future I was.” “So…I’m assuming I didn’t travel through time to warn you that I was coming to sing to you.” Max says, waiting for her to continue. “No.” She smiles sadly. “He said that where he came from,  when he came from, Earth had been taken over by your enemies. You couldn’t fight them because you, Michael, Isabel and Tess made a complete unit and Tess…left…leaving the three of you vulnerable. In his timeline, Tess left town after you and I got…closer. He came back to make sure that in this timeline, Tess stayed with you…he told me that he needed me to make you stop loving me, so Tess would stay.” “And before you ask, no…he couldn’t go to you because if the two of you met it would destroy each of you.” She adds quickly, knowing what he was going to ask. Max thinks for a few minutes and says, “He obviously didn’t know about Tess…didn’t know her plan.” Looking at her, he says, “So, that night that you tried to set me up with her and I caught you…that’s why?” She nods, confused about what Tess’ ‘plan’ was, and says, “It was so hard…you were so stubborn. I didn’t know what to do…I didn’t want to hurt you. I told him that I couldn’t do it…to find someone else to help him, but he told me that in his timeline, Isabel had died two weeks before and Michael died in his arms right before he came. He was desperate to change things and he said I was the only one who could help him…the only one he trusted.” Thinking back to the events that took place after that day, Max starts putting the pieces together. “So you came to me and told me that you wanted to date normal boys…and have a normal life.” She nods and glances over to see him looking out the passenger window. “But it didn’t work. We were sitting on my balcony after that and he started to disappear. He said that if I was successful, he wouldn’t exist anymore…his timeline would be changed and the one he knew wouldn’t exist. But he didn’t disappear. I didn’t know what else to do…I had done everything I could think of to push you away. But, then Maria told me about how she walked in on Michael and Courtney and how betrayed she felt…that she could never go back to him after that and it gave me an idea.” “Kyle…that’s why you set it up to look like you slept with Kyle. You knew I’d be coming to your room that night to take you to the concert…he told you I’d be coming…that’s how you knew.” He finally understands. She nods and says, “You…he…disappeared a few hours after that.” They drive in silence for a few minutes, each wrapped up in their own thoughts. Finally Max turns to her and asks, “Why then? Why did I choose that time to come back? Did I tell you?” She looks at him, making the decision to tell him everything and says, “We would have made love that night…the night you came to take me to the concert. After that, he told me you pushed Tess further and further away until she left town.” Leaning against the door, Max brings a hand up to cover his eyes. “Tess is still gone…nothing’s changed. What’s gonna happen now?” “Yah…about that. I don’t remember Tess leaving town. What happened?” Max sighs and pulls out the paper Liz wrote her timeline on out of his pocket. “So you don’t remember Tess leaving…or why?” He glances over at her, hoping he doesn’t have to tell her  again that he slept with Tess and got her pregnant. Liz shakes her head. “No…I…I know she was pregnant, with your son…right?” She looks over at him with pain in her eyes. He can’t look at her and instead looks forward and says, “She told me he couldn’t survive on Earth…that he was dying. And when you found Alex’s translation of the book and it had directions on how to use the Granolith to get home, we decided to leave.” She’s silent for a few moments as he allows her time to process what he’s said. “So…obviously you didn’t…go, I mean.” “No…it was a trap. She planned on delivering me, Michael and Isabel to Khivar…for execution.” He looks over at her before he tells her, “You stopped us…you…you found out that she killed Alex.” “So you let her go…by herself.” Liz says woodenly. Max nods and looks out the window again. “Now it makes sense…that’s why you were looking for your son. That’s why we were in Utah…and I…I just followed you around while you looked for him.” Liz’s words are tinged in anger as her memories of the last year fall into place. After a few minutes, Liz says, “Alex wasn’t supposed to die. He died because Tess stayed in town and she killed him. You…he…told me that in his timeline Alex was at our wedding.” “Our wedding?” He whispers…not really surprised, considering they were gonna get married at 18. “He said that when we were 19 we got married at the Elvis Chapel in Las Vegas.” She explains. “Maria, Michael, Isabel and Alex met us halfway at some bar after.” “The vision I had…in Vegas. It was real.” He whispers, almost to himself. “You went to Vegas?” She asks him…wondering if that’s who she went with. Max looks over at her and says, “You don’t remember.” When she shakes her head, he fills her in. “We all went. Michael had a bunch of money he wanted to blow and we all went to Vegas. It was right before the Junior Prom. When we were there, I had a vision…of us dressed up like we just got married. I told you about it, but you didn’t say anything.” He thinks about how that fits in with what she told him. They were 19 in that vision…and Alex was still alive. They had looked so happy, and he couldn’t help himself from finding Liz and telling her what he saw. Look at them now…how drastically different they are. Max looks over to Liz, seeing the blank mask she’s adopted. He’s doing it to her all over again…hurting her. And now he finds out about yet  another mistake he made. Another one to add to his list…probably his biggest…this one definitely belongs at the top. Alex…not only is he responsible for his murder…he did it two times over. By coming back in time, he changed Alex’s fate…and by not keeping a closer eye on Tess, he let her murder him. Obviously he doesn’t get much brighter in the future. “Max…stop blaming yourself. There was no way you could have known what would happen by changing the past.” Liz says, knowing what he’s thinking about. “I should have had a better plan…I should have tried something else, or gone to another time.” “No, Max. It wasn’t your plan anyway…he told me I made him go to that time…that I was the one who came up with the plan.” Liz tells him. “If anyone’s to blame…it’s me.” He looks at her in wonder, all of her actions…all of her words after that night suddenly making sense to him. She did it all for him…and she kept it a secret…shouldering all the responsibility herself. “Why didn’t you tell me?” he whispers. “How could I? The goal was to get you to stop loving me…to turn to Tess instead. It worked…there was no point in telling you.” She grips the steering wheel harder and struggles to keep her eyes on the road. “But it doesn’t matter anymore…Tess is gone, the Granolith is gone. It was all for nothing and all we have to show for it is a lot of pain and heartache for ourselves and Alex is gone. Now we’re right back where we started when he came.” Max silently thinks about everything he’s heard…the ramifications turning over and over in his mind. He saw things in Liz’s mind when he healed her…things that didn’t make sense. But he dismissed it, thinking it was a fantasy or a dream of hers. He saw glimpses of her dancing on her balcony with someone who looked like him…but wasn’t. Now he realizes it  was him…it was a version of him who got to marry Liz and spend years with her. “We danced…you danced…on your balcony.” He says, wistfully…not really aware that he was talking. She looks at him sharply and answers, “Yah…right before he disappeared. I asked him for my wedding dance…since I wouldn’t get one. He disappeared in the middle…I didn’t even know until he was gone.” Her sentence fades as she looks back toward the road, remembering the loss and devastation she felt when he was gone. She continues to drive, keeping her eyes on the road. There’s too much to think about right now…and she just doesn’t want to talk to Max anymore right now. The anger of how she let him walk all over her is fresh again. She knows that they obviously got past that, but right now…it’s as real to her as if it happened yesterday. Max wishes he could sink right into the car seat and never make Liz look at him again. After all that…and the way he treated her…the things he did…he has no earthly idea how she could have still loved him. She did nothing less than save all their lives, she put everyone above herself and all he did was betray her. He couldn’t feel more worthless and pathetic right now if he tried. Turning his face to the side to look out the window, silent tears fall. They fall for Liz…and Alex. ~[/b] </center><center>You're going to be the death of me. Obi Wan Kenobi to Anakin Skywalker Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ... >Edited by: <A HREF=http://pub84.ezboard.com/uangel13.showP ... Angel13</A> <IMG HEIGHT=10 WIDTH=10 SRC="http://66.68.132.234/silver_hand.gif" BORDER=0> at: 5/28/02 3:25:41 pm

Posted: **Tue May 28, 2002 1:19 pm**

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Posted: **Tue May 28, 2002 4:19 pm**

:sob :sob :sob when you put it  that way. :sob :sob :sob

Posted: **Wed May 29, 2002 7:08 pm**

I'm gonna be gone until next Monday...so no new parts until then. Hopefully more than two people will read this before then. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /frown.gif ALT=":("> I'm needy...I like lots of feedback. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"> Part 14~ As they get closer to Roswell, Liz recognizes the towns they drive through and the landmarks. They skirt around Roswell and she drives into Midway and pulls into a dingy motel parking lot. Putting the car in park and turning off the engine, she looks up at the neon sign that says Desert Inn…at least half of the letters dark and a couple more blinking. She looks over at Max…he hasn’t spoken a word to her since she told him about the future version of him dancing with her on her balcony…he hasn’t even looked at her. This is why she never wanted to tell him. She knew he would blame himself and hate himself for the things he did. But she’s also kind of relieved that they haven’t talked more about her missing memories. She’s afraid of what she might say…the anger she feels at him right now is too strong. “So…I guess we’re the first ones here. Should we go get rooms?” He turns his head toward her slightly without really looking at her and nods as he opens the car door and gets out. Liz watches him go sadly…wondering where they can go from here as she gets out of the car to stretch. Her mind is telling her that they had apparently worked out their problems after Vermont…so much so that she agreed to marry him. But she can’t remember how that happened. She looks around at the deserted highway that runs in front of the motel and takes a deep breath smelling the familiar desert air. Leaning back against the car, she lets her head fall back and looks at the stars. She starts to think how good it feels to be home, then realizes that she doesn’t really have a home anymore. They can’t stay in Roswell and she has no idea where they plan on going after this…where  she plans on going. Max walks out of the office and glances up at Liz to see her leaning back against the car looking at the sky. He stops when he sees her t-shirt pulled up a few inches above her jeans…angry red scars covering her stomach. Swallowing hard he grimaces and looks back up at her face. She has her arms raised and her hands clasped behind her head…he can’t tell by the look on her face what she’s thinking about. He moves forward again and says, “Can you…um…pop the trunk?” as he walks to the back of the car. She leans down and pulls up the trunk lever on the floor and pulls the keys out of the ignition before closing the door. She watches as Max pulls their bags out of the trunk and closes it, turning toward the long row of doors on the outside of the motel and she follows him. Stopping in front of a peeling green door, Max inserts a key to open it and carries Liz’s bag in, setting it on the bed after turning on the light. Liz steps in through the door and takes in the dilapidated interior. The lumpy bed is covered by a threadbare green blanket. The room is lit by a single lap by the bed and the entire room smells like smoke. She’s afraid to even think about what the bathroom looks like. Max is taking in the room as well and he walks back to the door, stopping next to Liz. “I’m sorry it’s so bad…we’ll only be here for a couple of days.” He walks out the door and picks up the bag he set down outside. “I’ll be next door.” He says softly as he walks down to the next door. As he walks into his own run down room, Max thinks about how immature he’s being. He just doesn’t know what to say to Liz and he briefly entertains the thought that maybe she won’t want to stay with them. She asked about it that first day…asked if she wanted to go on her own if he’d let her. The thought of doing that fills him with panic and he doesn’t know how he’ll survive if she chooses to leaves him. He wouldn’t blame her though…he’d want to leave him, too. Lights shine through the crack in his drapes and he opens the door to see Isabel, Jesse and Jim pull up. He waits for them to get out and pulls out two room keys from his pocket, handing them over. Isabel watches her brother with concern as she sees his pale face and sunken eyes. He looks tired…and sad. Before she can ask him how he is, though, he says, “Isabel…come in my room and I’ll heal you.” as he walks toward his room. She looks over at Jesse and asks, “Do you want to come?” He nods his head and follows her into Max’s room before shutting the door behind him. He watches Isabel sit on the corner edge of the bed and she says, “Ew. This place is a pit, Max.” Max doesn’t answer her complaint, instead he says, “You need to take off your shirt.” Sighing and rolling her eyes…not relishing the idea of being naked in front of her brother…she looks over at Jesse reassuringly before lifting her shirt over her head. “I knew we should have stopped for underwear today.” She smiles nervously…hating being so exposed. Max stands behind her and raises his hand to her neck and slowly moves it down her back…healing the skin as he goes. The marks on her back match those that Kyle had and he wonders what the symmetrical circular scars are from on each side. He walks around to the foot of the bed and looks at the door. “You wanna…cover yourself with your hands? I don’t need to see my sister’s breasts; it might traumatize me for life.” Isabel laughs and says sarcastically, “Please, Max…let me save you from the embarrassment.” and she rolls her eyes, bringing her hands up to her chest. Max throws her a small smile before kneeling down in front of her. He sees that she has far fewer scars on her stomach than what he briefly saw on Liz’s in the parking lot. Isabel’s scars mimic almost exactly the ones Kyle has, all but the bullet wounds. Isabel’s are placed a little differently, but they number the same. Realizing that this is his sister and he’s spending way too much time looking at her, he quickly raises his hand to her chest. Jesse watches in amazement as Max’s hand starts to glow and moves it slowly across Isabel’s chest…leaving perfect skin in its wake. His eyes follow Max’s hand as it moves down to Isabel’s stomach and sides. Jesse saw Max heal Kyle, but he’s still amazed as he watches him heal Isabel. He can’t imagine what it would be like to have the ability to heal…and not be able to use it on anyone you wanted. Max stands up and turns around as Isabel puts her shirt back on. She stands up and turns him around for a hug. “Thank you, Max.” He nods and steps back and she notices that he looks distracted. “Max...” she starts to ask him what’s wrong but he shakes his head and says, “Nothing, Isabel. Don’t worry about me.” She gives him a concerned look as there’s a knock on the door. Max walks over and opens the door to find Michael. “You got keys for us?” Max reaches into his pocket and hands two keys to Michael and watches him walk away, stopping to hand Kyle one of the keys. Isabel and Jesse leave Max’s room, throwing him one last worried look before she shuts the door. He waves his hand over his hair, turning it back to normal as he walks to the bathroom and takes a shower. When he gets dressed, he walks over to the bed and lies on top of the covers, staring at the ceiling. Liz…all he can think about is Liz. Why did he treat her that way? Why did he believe the lie she set up for him…he knew it wasn’t true…in his heart he knew. And he just treated her like shit. He let Isabel and Michael treat her like shit. And he fell right into Tess’ trap. How can he be so stupid…repeatedly making mistakes. Liz is the one that’s always held them together…that became clear to him when he pushed her away. After that, they all fell apart. He was always so desperate to hold onto her that he never stood back to see what he was doing. Everything she’s done…she’s done it for him. While everything he’s done has been for himself, too. There was never anyone looking out for Liz. He realized that when they got back from Vermont and he vowed to devote the rest of his life to making her happy. He gave up the throne, ignoring anything alien around them…and he focused only on Liz. Being dead made him realize what was important in his life…and he knew as soon as she brought him back…she  is his life. And he set out to spend the rest of it proving it to her. But she doesn’t remember that…she doesn’t remember him being anything but the selfish bastard he was for so long. He doesn’t know how much time goes by but eventually he hears a knock on his door again. Rolling out of bed, he walks over to open the door and sees Liz standing on the other side. “Liz.” He looks both ways outside the door, but doesn’t see anyone. “Is everything ok?” “Oh…yah…um, no.” She fidgets before continuing, “Max, don’t you think we should talk…about…” she doesn’t get to finish before Michael opens the door to his room and steps out. Seeing Max and Liz, he says, “Hey, Maxwell…come on, we’re waiting for you.” and he walks back in his room, leaving the door open. Looking at Liz for a moment in apology, he walks back in his room and grabs a folder from his bag before stopping to plug his cell phone into the wall to charge. When he turns back to the door, Liz is gone. “Damn it…why are you such an idiot?” he mutters to himself as he walks out the door, slamming it behind him. They all have to sit on the floor of Michael’s room because, although their rooms are pretty big, the only furniture in them is the one bed with a nightstand and a small dresser with a TV on top. Max walks in and sees that everyone is there…obviously having been waiting for him. “Sorry.” He says sheepishly as he sits down indian style and puts the folder on the floor in front of him. “Well, I guess you all have some decisions to make. I’ll tell you what I’m doing…then we can talk about where to go from there.” Jim speaks up after Max sits down. He looks at Max for a silent go ahead to tell the others what the two of them have been talking about for several days. “I think you all know by now that I’m staying in Roswell. I’m staying with the sheriff’s department…it’ll allow me to keep a close eye on what’s going on around town. For those of you who are leaving…Max can tell you the procedure to follow to contact me…the best thing is for me to not know where you’re at. Max and I will have a system in place for me to contact him in case of an emergency.” Jim looks over at Max for him to continue. Clearing his throat, Max opens the folder in front of him. “Isabel, Michael and I  have to leave Roswell…and I’m sorry, Liz…you can’t stay, either. I don’t mean to order you to leave, but the people who had you  will find you if you stay in Roswell.” He turns to Kyle. “Your situation has changed, though, since they released you. Your Dad and I talked and we both think that if you want to stay in Roswell, that it would be safe for you. You’d be taking a risk that they’ll change their minds, but it’s your decision.” He takes a deep breath and looks at Jesse, then Maria. “You guys are the ones with a big decision…I need to know by tomorrow morning…about whether you’re staying in Roswell, or going with us. Think hard…because if you decide to come with us, you might never be able to come back. You might never see your families again. I need to know tomorrow so I can make arrangements for you.” Taking copies of maps and pictures from the folder, he passes them around to everyone. “This is where we’re going. We’ll leave two nights from now.” “Veracruz, Mexico?!” Maria exclaims as she looks at the pictures of the beaches. “Don’t get too excited, we won’t be there long. This is the only location Jim will know about…that’s why we can’t stay there.” Max tells her, not wanting her to think of this as a vacation. He looks around at the bent heads studying the information he gave them, all but Liz…who has laid the papers on the floor and is staring out the window. His thoughts on what that might mean are interrupted by Jesse. “Well, I’m going with you, I guess. Wherever Isabel goes, I go.” Isabel looks up at Jesse and says, “Jesse…maybe you should think about this. You’d be running for the rest of your life…you’d never see your Mom again.” “I don’t need to think about it. You’re my wife…I love you. So I guess you’re stuck with me.” He lifts the corner of his mouth at her right before she flings herself into his arms. Naturally, everyone turns their heads to look at Maria to see if she’s decided…everyone but Michael who has suddenly found a stain on the carpet really interesting. She looks at Max and says, “I…I don’t know. I need to think.” She gets up and walks outside. Michael follows her out the door with his eyes and once it’s closed again, he studies the spot on the carpet in front of him once more…clenching his teeth. Liz gets up and follows Maria out the door…throwing a glance back at Kyle before she shuts the door. Letting out a deep sigh, Kyle stands up and says, “Guess we’re having a human pow wow…Dad, Jesse? Care to join us?” When they both shake their heads, Kyle follows Maria and Liz out the door. When he’s gone, Max turns to Isabel and says, “Are you ready to call Mom and Dad?” At her nod, he gets up and grabs Michael’s cell phone from the top of the TV and dials his Dad’s cell phone. After talking to him for a few minutes, and telling them to make sure they’re not followed, he turns to look at Jesse. “I’ll need your driver’s license, a birth certificate and your social security card tomorrow. You can go get it, or tell me where they’re at and I’ll get them. Dad’s bringing our birth certificates, Isabel…I just need your license and social security card.” Jesse gets up off the floor and says, “I’ll go in the morning…I need to grab some other things anyway.” Max nods and tells him, “Only get what you need…you’ll draw attention to yourself if you start dragging suitcases to the car.” Jesse pulls Isabel up from the floor and they walk to the door. “I’m gonna wait for Mom and Dad outside, Max” Isabel says as they walk outside. “Max, are you coming in with me in the morning?” Jim asks. “Yah…just let me know when you’re ready.” Max tells him before turning to Michael. “Michael, can I talk to you?” At Max’s words, Jim stands up and says, “Well, I better go check on the ‘human pow wow’, see how they’re doing. You need to get a list of the places we need to go and what we have to get for everyone who’s not going with us tomorrow, Max.” Max nods at him and watches as he walks out the door, and past the window that faces the highway. He makes his way to the lumpy bed and sits down as he looks at Michael. “Shouldn’t you be talking to Maria?” Michael looks up and furrows his brow. “What for?” Max studies him for a few moments before saying, “I just thought that you’d want to talk to her before she made her decision. You know…she’d come with you…all you have to do is ask her to.” Michael stands up and says, “Look, Maxwell…I don’t need your relationship advice. I’d say you have enough problems in that department.” and he storms out of the room. Smirking as he watches Michael walk in the direction Maria went, he knows that he’s going to talk to her. Max shakes his head at how stubborn Michael is…how unwilling he is to admit that Max is ever right. Suddenly noticing that he’s all alone, he hears a car pull up and walks outside to see his parents jumping out of their car and grabbing Isabel into a hug and crying. Max turns his head and sees Michael pulling Maria toward him and they brush past him into the room and shut the door. In the direction they came from, he sees Liz, Kyle and Jim sitting on a cement parking divider and talking…Kyle’s arm around Liz. Jealousy barely has a chance to shoot through him before his Dad grabs him and pulls him in for a hug. “I’m so glad you’re all ok, Max.” The two men hug and Max pulls away, saying, “I think we should all go inside…we shouldn’t be out here.” loud enough so Kyle, Liz and Jim can hear him. Wanting nothing more than to talk to Liz alone, Max doesn’t get a chance to say anything to her as he leads his parents, Isabel and Jesse into his room. He sees the three humans walk to Liz’s room before shutting the door. She didn’t even look at him. He knows what they’re talking about…Jim brought it up to him the night before as they ate at Waffle House. Jim doesn’t feel that it’s safe for Kyle to stay in Roswell and suggested that if Liz and Kyle didn’t want to leave with Max and the others, then he would bring up the idea of them going on their own together…maybe try to get Maria to go with them. He stares at the closed door for a minute…wondering what decisions are being made behind it. Decisions that will either kill him or make him fall to his knees in relief. He’s itching to walk in and ask to talk to Liz…he knows she wanted to talk earlier and he’s overwhelmed with guilt at not talking to her all day. He should have taken advantage of their time alone to tell her how he feels…he should have let her know that he loves her and wants her with him. She could be making the decision in that room right now to walk away from him forever…and he can’t do anything about it. “Max!” he hears Isabel call him into the room and he takes one last look at Liz’s door and walks into his room, shutting the door behind him. ~TBC~ </center><center>You're going to be the death of me. Obi Wan Kenobi to Anakin Skywalker Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

Posted: **Wed May 29, 2002 9:06 pm**

My boo boo. I forgot to leave you feedback <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /frown.gif ALT=":("> Your story is just so incredible.

Posted: **Tue Jun 04, 2002 9:42 am**

Okay, I really, really hate you right now. I am sitting here at my work desk crying like a big, fat babby <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> and it's all your fault. <img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/cwm/3dlil/cry.gif ALT=":cry"> And did I mention that I hate to cry..And everyone is staring at me like I'm a freak. But I'll forgive you if you post a new part soon. <img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)">

Posted: **Tue Jun 04, 2002 9:57 am**

Part 15~ The Evans’ leave a couple of hours later, but not before hugging and fussing over Liz and Kyle…letting them know how happy they are that they’re safe. As Max watches their car disappear into the night, he sits on the curb of the sidewalk that runs in front of their motel room doors alone. Jesse and Isabel had gone into their own room as soon as his parents left, Michael and Maria were still in their room, Jim had gone to bed an hour ago and Liz…she was in her room with Kyle. Before he can even contemplate what might be going on in  there, though, Maria walks over and sits next to Max on the sidewalk when she sees him outside. “Hey.” She says softly, stretching her legs out in front of her. Max looks at her face to see if he can read it before looking back out across the highway. “Hey.” If she’s made a decision about what she’s gonna do, he can’t tell what it is from her expression. She looks around, noticing all the closed motel doors and stops back at Max. “Where’s Liz?” “In her room…with Kyle.” Looking down at his shoes, he wishes his voice didn’t sound so pathetic. Maria nods in understanding and leans back with her hands behind her. “Tell me you’re not jealous.” “I’m not jealous.” “Liar.” She smirks at him and rolls her eyes. “You know…they were in that place…together. Nobody understands better what they went through than each other…and Isabel.” “I know. Are you coming with us or staying in Roswell?” He abruptly changes the subject and looks up at her. Her eyes open wide and she jerks her head back in surprise. “Nice segue way, Max.” His gaze stays on her and she sighs loudly, looking away. “I don’t know.” He knows that she won’t tell him, but he can’t help from asking, “What did…” But she knows what he’s gonna ask before he even starts talking. “Don’t ask me, Max. I’m not gonna tell you what we talked about. When Liz makes her decision, I’m sure she’ll let you know.” He nods and looks back down to the ground. “You knew…about me coming back from the future, didn’t you?” “Yah…she wasn’t going to…” “So you and Kyle knew about it all this time…while I…” He doesn’t finish as he gazes out to the blackness across the highway. “Yah, well, Kyle didn’t find out until after Tess left in the Granolith. Liz kinda had a mini break down the next day…panicking because Tess was gone…and Kyle was there. We had to tell him.” She looks over as he puts his hands over his face. “So, she told you today.” He doesn’t say anything and she sees that he’s trying hard not to cry but his shaking shoulders give it away. She puts her hand on his back, knowing that any words she might give him would be unnecessary and tilts her head up to the sky to gaze at the stars. Quickly pulling himself together, Max takes a deep breath and stands up. “Are you coming back to town with us tomorrow?” Maria stands up as well and says, “Yah. Guess I better go get some sleep…I have the feeling you’re gonna get me up at some god-awful early time.” as she smiles at him and squeezes his arm before turning and knocking on Michael’s door. Max watches as Michael lets her in and wonders what Michael told her…if he asked her to stay with him. He admits that he hopes Maria goes with them, or he’ll really miss her. Not able to delay it any longer, Max steps toward Liz’s door and knocks. When Liz opens the door, Max takes in her red puffy eyes as she wipes her nose with a Kleenex. “I’m sorry…to interrupt. But, um…I…I need to know if you decided about whether or not you’re going to town with us tomorrow. If you’re not, I need you to make me a list of anything you want me to get while we’re there.” He looks over her head at Kyle sitting on the edge of the bed, his head cradled in his hands. “I…I can come back later.” He looks back at Liz and turns toward his room. “Max…” Liz says as Kyle gets up and joins her at the door. “That’s ok, Max. I was just leaving.” Kyle turns to Liz and puts his hand on her arm. “I’ll see you in the morning.” Before he walks away he looks at Max and starts to say something, but changes his mind and walks away. Max watches him…not sure if he’s ready to hear what Liz says as his gaze lingers on Kyle, watching him enter his room and shut the door behind him. Finally, he turns and sees that Liz isn’t even standing in the door anymore, but the door is open so he steps inside and sees her at the sink splashing water on her face. When she turns around after drying her face with a hand towel, she says, “Can you…turn me back to normal? My hair, I mean.” “Sure.” He walks over to her and raising his hand, he passes it over her hair and turns it back into the long brown hair that he loves. Stepping back, he watches as she walks to the bed and sinks down to sit in front of it. “Thanks.” She says as she tucks her hair behind her ear. Watching as he sits on the floor a few feet away from her, she fidgets with the hem of her black t-shirt. She’s still thinking about the gaps of her memory that Maria, Kyle and Jim filled her in on. Kyle told her about Tess coming back with Max’s son and how his parents took him away to hide him. And they told her how Tess turned herself over to the military and blew up the base before they could capture her and that she was the one who drove her there…at Tess’ request. She still can’t understand what happened with Max and how they ended up back together, though. The others didn’t have any answers for her about that, other than Max had changed after he died…that he didn’t want anything to do with anything alien. That he had even given up trying to find his son before Tess showed up. “So…have you…remembered anything…more?” Max asks as he absently pulls at the unraveling carpet in front of him. “No…I, um…maybe. I’m not sure anymore.” Liz says. “I’m still processing. I think I at least have my memories separated from yours, though. I’ve been…confused.” His head snaps up to look at her when she says this and he’s suddenly scared. He doesn’t say anything but she knows what he’s thinking…seeing the pain and fear in his eyes before he looks away. “I saw you, with her.” Liz tells him softly, knowing that’s what he’s wondering. “I’m sorry. I didn’t want you to see that.” He says, not able to meet her eyes. “I saw other things, too…things that I don’t remember. It’s strange.” Her stomach growls and she tries to remember the last thing she ate. “I’m having trouble trying to get everything to fit...trying to understand what I’m remembering, what I saw from you and what everyone has told me. It’s all a little jumbled.” Swallowing, he asks, “How many times did they give you shock treatments?” She watches as he looks up at her and looks at the circular burn marks on her temples. “I lost count…maybe 10, 15 times. I’m not really sure.” He grimaces, remembering when they did that to him in the white room. He starts to ask her more about what they did to her, but she stops him. “Max…I…I really don’t want to talk about any of that right now. There are more important things we need to talk about.” She takes a deep breath and continues. “We need to talk about…us…I guess.” “Liz, I…” He starts, but she interrupts him again…holding her hand up. “No…just, let me say this first.” She pulls her legs up under her to the side and forges ahead. “I know what you’re feeling, and I know that you’re feeling guilty. That’s why I didn’t want to tell you about the coming back from the future thing, Max. I knew you would take responsibility and feel even worse for how things were between us after that. We both made mistakes…can’t we just leave it at that?” Max looks up at her and says, “I can’t even tell you how sorry I am. Just when I think the things I’ve done to you…the things that have happened to you because of me…can’t get any worse, they do…colossally worse. I just can’t believe that I can’t manage to do anything right or good for you.” He brings a hand up to rub his face before continuing. “I know I’m just feeling sorry for myself, but even more than that…I feel sorry for you, that you have to have this life because of me. You deserve so much better than this, Liz.” “I chose this life, Max.” Liz tells him. “If I remember correctly, you did everything you could to keep me out of it…but I wouldn’t let you.” “But if I wouldn’t have…” “What, Max? If you wouldn’t have healed me in the first place, I’d be dead. And I can’t regret that.” She stops him before he says it. “No, we didn’t always make the best decisions, but hind sight is 20/20. We’re only human, and contrary to what the microscope says, where it matters you  are human.” She pauses a moment before telling him, “I’ve made a decision…about what I’m going to do. We just can’t seem to manage to do anything right between us. As hard as we try, we end up hurting each other more and more…and I can’t help but think that you’re partly right. We  both deserve better. I know that somehow…things changed between us. You’ve told me…everyone else told me. But I don’t feel it, Max. I can’t let you hurt me anymore. I don’t want to hurt  you anymore, and I think the only way to do that is…is to go on my own…to not go to Mexico with you and the others. I feel like, right now, that’s the best thing I can do for us…for me.” Max’s face contorts with pain as tears pool in his eyes and he buries his face in his hands. Choked sobs escape from his throat as his body starts to shake and Liz crawls across the floor to him, wrapping her arms around him. As soon as he feels her touch, he cries out, “Oh God, Liz…please…please don’t.” She immediately pulls away, misunderstanding…thinking he doesn’t want her to touch him. Tears fall down her cheeks as she backs away from him and says, “I’m sorry, Max. I’m trying to do the right thing…and…and as much as it hurts, I really think this is the right decision.” Max slowly rocks back and forth. This isn’t happening…this can’t be happening. She wants to leave him...he can’t lose her. Not now. He’s lost her…forever…he’ll never see her again, never feel her again, never…so many nevers. He stumbles to his feet and looks at her…unable to control the emotion, the anger in his voice. “I love you! How can you do this to us?! Tell me you don’t love me!” His tears flow freely down his face and he watches her stand up to face him. “Tell me!” “I do love y…” She tries to say something to him but he takes a step toward her. “No! You can’t…you can’t love me! You wouldn’t be doing this. You’re destroying us…everything we are…everything we could be. You can’t do this and tell me you love me. We were getting married…the day after graduation…you said you would marry me.” His voice suddenly drops as he realizes he’s yelling at her, only reinforcing her decision to leave him. He looks into her big eyes, spilling over with her tears, and feels disgusted with himself. She cries out to him, “Max…” and takes a step toward him, only to see him take a step back. He shakes his head back and forth and croaks, “I’m sorry.” before turning and running from her room. As her door slams open into the wall and Max disappears around the corner, Liz sinks to her knees on the floor and cries…leaning forward onto the floor, burying her face in her hands. Michael steps out from his room when he hears yelling and gets shoved to the side as Max barrels past him. He watches Max disappear around the corner of the motel as he turns his head in the direction of Liz’s room…hearing her cries. As he moves forward toward Liz’s door, he feels Maria run up beside him. “What’s going on?” She asks as her pace quickens. They both stop in the doorway, seeing Liz collapsed on the floor. Maria steps forward and says. “Liz?” as they hear her cry, “Leave me alone…please…just go.” Maria stops and turns to Michael, worried. He motions for her to join him and he closes Liz’s door quietly as he leads Maria back to their room. “What’s going on, Michael? Did you hear what Max was yelling about?” Maria asks him as they stop in front of their room and Maria looks back toward Liz’s room. “I don’t know…but we need to leave them alone right now.” He tells her and walks back in the room, waiting for her to join him before shutting the door. ~TBC~ </center><center>You're going to be the death of me. Obi Wan Kenobi to Anakin Skywalker Col Threadkiller is the coolest!<img src=http://www.roswell-orbs.com/smilies/coo ...

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